Monday, January 23, 2012

The Final Stage

I Still have the vivid memories of my First-ever-Stage-experience that happened last year.Was pretty much nervous back then.Every heart beat came in as an amplified thump.Despite my best attempts , didn't qualify. "So what ? I tried at least " I thought.And there was one today.Well now , if you are expecting a kind of ZERO-TO-HERO story , then sorry to disappoint you folks , the CLIMAX was still the same , though the storyline had its fair share of twists and turns. Although just like the last time , there was no shortage of support staff ( well that's what friends are there for) , unfortunately the one entering the competition was me, not the support staff. Adding salt to the wound , friends came over saying- "good one mate" and I am like -"REALLY ?" As you know , sometimes friends tend to be a little over- comforting ( again ,that's what they are for ) but somehow , sometimes , it just shows . Sigh !

And so , the day passed along its usual routine except with a hint of gloom and , something happened. As the daylight seemed to drown beneath the horizon , funny it may seem , I saw the light. Sitting idly ( always am you know ) , I thought to myself - wasn't that brave enough to go on stage on such a short notice and without any sort of preparation ( wouldn't have mattered anyways ) in front of thousands of ( metaphorically speaking ) glaring eyes measuring you from top to bottom ? Or was that plain stupid ? well some say there's a thin line between bravery and stupidity . Now I can see why .So in the natural progression , one inevitable question arises - why did i go up there ? To show off my shoddy vocals ? Or was it that i really began to believe that I could win ? Well , to both of these questions , my answer would be in Negative. Then why?

And then , the lightning struck . Glimpses of my childhood , wherein i saw myself trying Congo beats on table, trying my hand on guitar day-in-day-out , trying to sing in front of a Mirror , just seemed to float in front of my eyes. I had got my answer.
The obsession with music was always the reason. I love to sing ( however bad, doesn't matter ).Love to play guitar. So when the chance came to do both, there was no where else I'd rather have been.

"Almost everything, all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure- these things just fail away in the face of Death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way to avoid the trap of  thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
                                                                                 -Steve jobs at the Stanford Convocation

If you place your belief in these lines, then  I don't think anything, anyone, anywhere can stop you from doing what you really want. Life's too short to be lived on someone else's wishes and whims. So go and live yours. Anyways ending on a musical note, I am going to leave you with a song that feels just right with what all I've been trying to say. (FAR MORE MELODIOUS though)