Music-My Breath!

MUSIC-The Magic five letter word which keeps me alive and agile.Its not just something i love but i actually live with it .You may ask me "What is so special/unique about this?"- Music is a form of art which originated across the world,amongst various cultures,passed through many generations and something which would never die and live amongst humans till the world ends (Hopefully not 2012 :P).Its just a union of vocals and instruments which can express all kinds of emotions/situations and what not.It can range from being purely divine to highly profane.It has no sub-classing based on region/religion/caste and unites humans across the globe.Something without which dance wouldn't have even existed!!

Part 1 - Music had always been a part of my life right since i was a baby, my mother used to sing a lullaby to make me sleep.There are no words to express my gratitude to my mom for taking the gamble of sending me to music classes when I was about 6 years old.That is when I started understanding music and picked up the art pretty decently.Those were the years when cassettes and walkmans ruled the world of music.Like any other music freak i badly wanted them. I used to await for every new tamil movie song release and would never miss anything.From Ilayaraja's evergreen melodies to ARR's mind-blowing masterpieces,from TNB,MSS to Nithyashree,Sudha Ragunathan,from MJ to Back street boys music from various cultures boggled my mind and kept me afresh.I had even tried my luck with other classical instruments.First it was violin-I dropped out of it immediately and then mridangam-did a good job.But my teacher bullied me to a great extent that i decided to call it a day.(Injustice to things we learn :P).Later i had to forgo my classical music classes for unavoidable reasons but still some things i learnt can never be erased.Such was the impact.

Part2-College-My theatre of dreams.A place i can never forget not only for the amazing friends/fun but also because if not for it i wouldn't have got the freedom to access various songs not only in tamil but also introduced me to the world of English and Hindi music(other than Rahmans.. :)). I still feel envious about guys at our pilani campus who have an amazing Music club unlike my college during that time."Give me some sunshine...Wanna grow up once again .! :) " .Cant forget the day when my friends were irresistibly patient in the Tyagaraja utsav-classical music concert only because i was singing :D .And the prayer songs which i used to sing, well ahead of college function beginning, with very few audience( yeah u guessed it right.Bunch of old people -"The so called guests" and my poor friends :P ) .The numerous group songs and male duet with Nitin.The memories will remain with me forever. @College friends - Thanks a ton guys.Without your support i wouldnt have been what I am now! :)

Part3-Present-The journey continues.My music database has increased vastly,now with my techy gadgets-( ipod and Sony W-series) i am even more happier.The best part i like about my job is that i will be able to hear music and work at the same time :D .I want to learn keyboard through which i could reproduce the strange flow of music which occurs in my mind at times.Waiting for that to happen soon. There is one crazy impossible wish - "To enjoy all the best songs on earth ":) . I know its silly but i will keep trying till i die ;) ..

My Prayers - "Dear God,Please don't make me deaf & dumb.Instead you can take away my life!!"

For all fellow Music freaks- Please don't miss hearing the best ones since its in a different language.Coz Music is a language by itself :)..

The Child in Me

There are few people who might have wondered if he/she is doing something child-like.There are others who don't even realize that and continue doing the same.Its something which gives them a temporary delight or a sadistic pleasure.I am no exception and I belong to the former category. The very thought of owning something excites me,right from a small pen ,tees to laptops & bikes.The day i was told that my viao laptop order was confirmed, brought out the child in me.I felt sad that i couldn't get hold of it the next moment and I had to wait for 1 more month to meddle with it.There were nights I had dreamnt about it, as in how will it look like and how far it would suit my taste.I was hazy about those since I had ordered online. I told myself "Stop being a kid!! Its just a lappy .There is nothing to get excited about.Just let it go..".It went into deaf ears.I was very much disturbed whether it would reach me safely or not.Amidst of all this perturbation, i heard stories that my lappy went on a road trip (courtesy-caring friend R..! :)).And finally on Jan3(Cant possibly forget the date.I had been counting that for the past one month!!) my cute little baby reached me.Ya thats how i felt when i first touched it.A dad who was worried all along if he would get his baby safely from the other side of the world.When i took him in my hand ,my heart was bouncing with joy :) .The child in me was very much alive and was all over me.Is there anything wrong in letting it out?? Of course not.Why would i want to worry about something, no matter however silly it is, makes me forget all my worries and feel like a kid?