By Tanisha Agarwal
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Published on June 13, 2025
Let’s be honest – hangovers are dramatic. One minute you’re living your best life, dancing like you’re in a Dharma Productions climax scene, and the next morning? You're the tragic hero of a Bhansali epic. Hair's a mess, soul’s left the body, and hydration is a distant memory. But fret not. Whether you're lying face-down on the floor like Geet after Anshuman dumped her or staring into the void like Jessie from Ekk Deewana Tha – this playlist is your emotional rollercoaster and resurrection plan.
As a proud zelinial (shoutout to my early '90s–late '90s crew who get both Shah Rukh's arm spread and Spotify Wrapped), unsobered has crafted a mix of iconic Bollywood feels and Western jams that’ll take you from “I’m never drinking again” to “Let’s do it all over again next weekend.”
Because hangovers are nothing without a touch of existential crisis. This one hits like that 2 a.m. shot you knew was a mistake. Let Alka Yagnik and Arijit Singh drag you into your feels – because sometimes, you gotta cry it out before you glow up.
Soft at first, then a rage anthem. Exactly like your hangover. Starts off like “I’m just going to rest my eyes” and ends with “I hate everything.” Billie gets it. Blast the second half. Scream into a pillow. Therapeutic.
It’s obvious, Karan Johar knew we’d be hungover emotionally, physically, and spiritually. Perfect for that dramatic trip to the kitchen in your oversized tee, staring at leftover pizza like it’s your long-lost love.
Aka, that spicy rage moment where you start resenting your own choices. Also, your friend who didn’t drink and now looks fresh as hell. Just scream this into your mirror and let the eyeliner run.
Sometimes, your hangover needs comfort. You need a fuzzy blanket, a sappy memory, and this song on low volume while you sip Electral. Let that pseudo-intellectual English in the chorus wash over you.
Because we did live a night we’ll never forget… even if we kinda already did. This one’s your gentle reminder that life is short, memories are forever, and hydration is key.
Tell me your soul hasn’t floated out of your body to this song at least once. It’s the soundtrack to that post-hangover shower where you romanticize your life like it’s a montage scene.
Self-love anthem. You don’t need anyone to bring you tulips or lemon water. You’re the main character. Wrap your hair in a towel, put this on, and reclaim your day.
It’s peppy. It’s chaotic. It’s what your brain feels like at 10 a.m. But somehow, it makes you want to wear sunglasses indoors and start living again. Thanks, Pritam.
Is it toxic? Maybe. But so was that fourth tequila shot. Sensual, sad, and kinda sexy – this one hits that 4 p.m. moment when you’re still in bed but mentally at a club again.
A soft, beautiful number to help you sit with your emotions like a 2013 Tumblr blog post. Grab chai. Open notes app. Pretend you're writing poetry. Bliss.
Because you're now in the "rising again" phase. You’ve showered. Maybe even changed clothes. Energy's returning. The groove is coming back. Time to levitate out of your mess like the phoenix you are.
For when you're 90% recovered and already planning next Friday. Admit it, you love the chaos. Your liver might not, but vibes > reality. This track is your bounce-back anthem.
Final resurrection mode. You're not just surviving, you’re bulletproof. Walk out like the hero of your own Netflix special, sunglasses on, Uber booked, brunch calling.
And finally, we end where all soul-searching zelinials end – existential philosophy with Shah Rukh Khan. Whether you're clutching your head or your heart, this one reminds you: jo bhi hai, yehhi pal hai. Also, drink some water.
This playlist isn’t just a vibe – it’s a whole plot arc. You start as the fallen hero, go through a musical therapy session, and rise like Simba re-claiming Pride Rock. So next time you're recovering from a night of too much yaari, cue this up, sip your ORS, and let the songs do the healing. Because life may be messy, but music? Music never judges.
