I was so excited after I booked the tickets and packed my backpack to visit the much awaited music city – the Nashville!! one more to check off my bucket list… and I slept with so much to look forward to the next day I open my eyes…. To my surprise, I opened my eyes to see the feathery flaky snow fall… there is something utterly romantic about it. The entire snow clad town looked like a poignant version of a love song…. with each ticking of the clock, I was having butterflies in my stomach… and at 3.00 am, it was time to leave! Should I call it an early morning or a late night?? well, it hardly mattered.
Eagerly waiting for the bus and taking good advantage of the delay, I relished the moment with hot pan cakes. In no time, I was all set for the trip, while my eyes were filled with enthusiasm and drowsiness both… and I took a nap while the driver announced we were ready to go.
I had a burst of feelings when I was suddenly startled by a phone call, it took me a while to orient myself. The bus was running late, and the reason was heavy snow. I think for the first time in my life I bemoaned this delay, even though I once again opened my eyes to see the same feathery flaky snow… But I tried to keep my spirits high as I had yet to reach my destination. And the driver announced yet again, ” we have reached Nashville, sincere apology for the delay”. But did this delay affect my elation?? Certainly not. As the wise women say, “On any bad day, there is still a hot beverage and a kohl in the purse”. And indeed that wise woman was me 🙂
Soooo… Nashville is nicknamed as the music city, and undoubtedly this city has a magical mystical musical character. As I planned my itinerary, my first destination was the Hall of Fame, where lives the soul, the spirit and the history of Country Music, with its people and its songs. They say that happy people listen to the music, while sad people listen to the lyrics, but I rejoiced when I listened to the magical voice of Elvis Presley…”Wise men say only fools rush in…But I can’t help falling in love with you” And I could not help but hum “Like a river flows surely to the sea, Darling so it goes….Some things are meant to be”. It went like this in every aisle of every floor, and ended with me recording my own tune in my very own voice, I loved when I listened to myself in that husky voice due to cold. In my dreamland, I already signed autographs 🙂
After having spent three hours in the museum, I realized there is more! I stepped out and started walking on the the broadway street in freezing cold weather. That was when I was deeply missing a hand to hold, a hand for a little “TLC” with gentle warm rub… That was the same snow clad city arousing the poignance in me!! Suddenly the whole downtown and all the streets looked like a stage, where I was playing the role of a melancholy lonely romantic lady!! Beautiful enough to palpate the glimpses, powerful enough to let go…. ecstatic enough to experience the exuberance, tranquil enough to shun the crowd…
As I was taking a stroll, I found my way to the back of a bar… more than the background noise, its name caused me to stop. The Tootsies Lounge, and I was amazed and laughed about it… But watching live country music was like a dream come true, sat on a chair with a regular wine, watched everybody smiling, laughing, dancing, celebrating marriage, love, break ups, dedicating songs… random conversations, high five, cowboy hats…. felt like a carnival… Left the bar, picked the names honky tonk, paradise, legends…. with the dampening sound of violin, fingers on the guitar string, and a peculiar smell of smoke admixed with the mist….
There was some more time to bid adieu to this mystical evening, so I spent the rest of my time on a cozy, less crowded bar, poured some wine on my glass and tried to adsorb everything, sitting quietly on a chair…. every woman deserves a man who smudges her red lipstick not her mascara…. well I have my own version “For I prefer red wine on my lips and smudged kohl eyes”.