Lata Mangeshkar’s voice defined my grandmother’s youth. I belong to a generation that often rejects new Hindi film chartbusters in favour of indie and international music. Yet, after the last shot is downed and the last EDM track played, it is Tai’s tender “Lag Jaa Gale” that can still make a millennial emotional at four in the morning.

In a Tamil Brahmin household, mornings aren’t complete without the holy trinity of filter coffee, The Hindu, and MS Subbulakshmi’s “Suprabhatam”.

Listen to the original soundtrack of Jai Bhim: The Beats of Dalit Resistance, a musical-documentary on singers Sheetal Sathe and Sachin Mali, who were declared Naxalites in 2011 for giving voice to the Dalit community.

Any good poet should be able to touch your heart – but Shiv Kumar Batalvi had the ability to rip it out of your chest, and then place it back there gently.

The first time I met Amrita Pritam, she told me that a smoke is one of the few pleasures of life. I knew then that Amrita Pritam was the writer – and the woman – I wanted to be.

Dushyant Kumar’s poetry freed me from the cage of square cubicles and straight lives that the Gulzar School of poetry, dripping with flowery dew and the warmth of unreality, never could. My struggles were personal, and so it turned out was the language of my resistance, learned through his poetry, so irregular and unlike anything you’d have come across.

Did you know how Lata Mangeshkar got her name? No, her parents did not name her Lata. #HappyBirthdayLataMangeshkar

On Rishi Kapoor’s 65th birthday, we made a song on his legendary Tweets

Sahir Ludhianvi and Amrita Pritam’s tale encompassed euphoria, misery, and everything in between. Yet, when the vagaries of life drew them apart, they chose to craft an alternative reality with another – a love that is liberating. When I first fell in love with a girl, a love that I knew would go nowhere, it was Sahir’s words that I turned to.

If there were to be a physical manifestation of what “being timeless” looks like, Mohammed Rafi would be it. “Tribute to Mohammed Rafi” is a permanent fixture in most taxis in Mumbai and you’ll find his famous classics on the playlist of a backpacking hipster in Himachal.

For many, the announcement of Rock & Roll Hall of Fame inductees U2’s first- ever concert in India is the end of a long wait. But what’s also true is that U2’s maiden Indian appearance is coming around 15 years too late.

In every Indian gathering of intoxicated people, someone has to play “Summer of ’69”. I’ll bet you my Aadhaar number that there’ll come a point when everyone is triumphantly screaming, “Those were the BEST DAYS of my life!” That's the magic of #BryanAdams.

Kya Richa Chadha #UssTypeKiLadki hai? What do you think? Don't miss her stand-up act at the Arre Siren Festival tomorrow.

In Mumbai, revellers dance to the the tunes of drummer girls as they celebrate Lord Ganesha. Meet Vainavi Mohite, one of the city's youngest Nashik Dhol players, as she preps for all the fanfare.

Shuffling between LA and Mumbai, Zoya is a singer and storyteller in equal parts. Watch her perform exclusively for Earworm's maiden Arré Sessions.