Life's symphonies

When does a place turn from being foreboding and strange to someone which you can connect with and blend right in?in my case-when it plays a song which you think existed only on your life's soundtrack.a few instances--2 years back a little pizzeria off Charing Cross Rd suddenly plays Dreams by the Cranberries.And,I am home.

Closer home:
A dive at Dadar TT by the name of Ashok.Playing the usual mish mash of Himesh R etc but suddenly the Speakers pour out Mozart's symphony no.39 and me and Miggy look at each other with raised eyebrows.And smile.

Hard Rock Cafe last week.It's my first time there.Nice place ,like the ones abroad etc.Good music,but the K-Factor is still missing.And suddenly Collective Soul's December is the next track.
'Why follow me to higher ground,Lost that you swear I am'

And a decade vanishes.

And a new gym.You know how they are.
And yet,in the middle of the crowd,Bob Sinclair's 'World,Hold On' club mix featuring Steve Edwards finds its way into the playlist and gets me tapping again.