Okay, hear me out. You know those things that just float around in the background of your childhood? For me, “Hanuman Chalisa Telugu” was not even a thing I thought about. It was just… there. Like, my dad used to blast the Hindi version from his old phone on Saturdays, and I’d groan, pull my pillow over my head, and pretend to be asleep. Teenagers, right?
But life’s weird. I moved away from home (I promise this isn’t one of those dramatic “I found myself” stories), and suddenly those background things become foreground things. One random night, I’m doomscrolling YouTube—don’t judge, we’ve all done it—and I see a thumbnail: Hanuman Chalisa Telugu. I’m like, wait, what? I grew up hearing this, but never in Telugu. So I click. Why not.
Here’s the part I didn’t expect: it made me kinda emotional? The voice, the words—it was so familiar but so new at the same time. Suddenly, I’m remembering summer afternoons in Vizag, my aunt making lemon rice, and the neighbors yelling across balconies. Wild how a language switch does that. Like, same chant, different heartstring.
I know some people listen to this stuff for spiritual reasons. Me? I just felt… connected. Not in a “third eye opened” way, but more like, wow, there’s a part of me that totally forgot what home sounded like. And let’s be real, my Telugu is terrible, but I still understood bits and pieces, and that was enough. Also, whoever sang that version? Bless them. It wasn’t robotic or too polished. There were little wobbles, like a real person was just sitting there, singing in their living room. That’s the vibe I got.
Anyway, now I’ve got this habit. Every time I feel a little lost (or just homesick and want to avoid actually calling my parents—again, don’t judge), I put on the Hanuman Chalisa in Telugu and just let it play. Sometimes I mumble along. Sometimes I just listen. It’s not about being religious or anything. It’s just… comforting.
Is it weird that something I used to roll my eyes at is now my go-to background track when I’m working, or cleaning, or just missing home? Maybe. But that’s life, right? The small stuff sneaks up on you.
If you’ve never tried it, go on—put it on, even if you’re not “into” devotional music. Maybe you’ll find a piece of yourself in there too. Or maybe you’ll just vibe with it for a few minutes and move on. Either way, it’s worth a listen.
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