Cherishing the Ordinary
Inspired by "Yeh Din Kyaa Aaye" from Chhoti Si Baat (1976)
ThereтАЩs a moment in the song "Yeh Din Kyaa Aaye" that feels almost weightless. MukeshтАЩs voice floats gently over Salil ChowdhuryтАЩs orchestration, not rushing, not insistingтАФjust being. The lyrics donтАЩt describe an event so much as a shift in feeling: that something has subtly changed, not in the world, but in the way it is seen. That the same street, the same sunlight, the same hour of the day now feels filled with wonder. Because someone smiled. Because something stirred within. Because the heart, quietly accustomed to undercurrents of unease, chose instead to dwell in a fleeting moment of joy.
I often think about this when life feels heavy. When the noise of the world grows incessant, when demands stack invisibly, when vague heaviness drifts in without name or form. In such moments, the idea of pausing to notice a birdcall, or the steam curling off a cup of tea, can feel absurd. But what if it is not a luxury? What if it is a necessity?
The practice of cherishing ordinary moments is not a retreat from the real world. It is a way of staying present to it. Of refusing to let despair narrate the entire story. When we pauseтАФtruly pauseтАФto savor the texture of sunlight on skin or the quiet comfort of a shared silence, we are reclaiming agency. We are saying: This, too, is part of being alive. This, too, deserves my attention.
In "Chhoti Si Baat," the protagonist is not a hero in the conventional sense. He is nervous, hesitant, awkward in his affection. And yet, the film grants him dignity not by transforming him into someone else, but by showing us how he learns to inhabit his own life more fully. How he learns to see beauty not just in another person, but in the very act of being open to love.
I believe there is something radical in this. In choosing softness. In finding meaning not in accomplishments, but in presence. In letting a quiet morning, a song from a simpler time, or a look exchanged on a bus ride home be enoughтАФif only for a moment.
These are not distractions. They are anchors.
They offer a quiet assurance: that amidst the unpredictable and the uncontrollable, there remains a realm we can tend toтАФour attention. Perhaps the quiet miracle is not in changing the world, but in choosing what to truly see within it.
