My Love Story (Shhh!)

I was introduced to “him” by my dad when I was 7 (or so) years old, but then I don't know that he was going to be my best buddy ever. I was very shy then to respond, so I used to just listen to him. I thought my mom would scold me as the time I am spending with him increased gradually. But I was surprised that she was not against it. To my astonishment, my brothers too liked him. So everyone in my family is supporting me to continue my love towards him. Thus our journey of love started.

When I was introduced to him, I thought he was of my age and with years he started growing charmingly fascinating. He was (is) indeed always mesmerizing. I am damn sure he is never ever going to get older or die. When I was 11 or 12 years old, my confidence rose, my shyness diminished and then I started responding to him.  When we were in our relationship, he encouraged me to understand him more. I loved every bit of him, say his devotional side or filmy romantic side. My love just kept growing.

But my mom started controlling me and advised me to take my academics seriously as it is way too important for life. Actually I too realized that I should ONLY study for the next few years. So I started avoiding him and put a temporary break to our relationship. Initially it was very hard but I think I came over it pretty well, by being practical. He tried to reach me in several ways, but as I did not respond, he started going away from me.  

I thought I was putting just a temporary break but I never realized that I am going to get carried away with my busy life. First schooling, colleging, professional and then wedding life – all this kept me away from him. Whenever I used to think about him, my eyes starts to sweat. I realized how I miss him!

But I was happy that whenever it was possible I used to get in touch with him. My colleagues helped me to revive the relationship after years. Then I started rejoicing in the nostalgic moments. But on the whole, my relationship with him has always been like a roller-coaster ride, sometimes growing high and sometimes just going down to zero.

But eventually I understood that I cannot live without him. He is my entertainment. He is my therapy. He keeps me young. He keeps me positive. He keeps me energetic. I need him to relax myself from a boring routine life. So I have decided not to leave him again anymore. I have already restarted my relationship and it is going smoothly.

Hey Music, I love you! 
Happy International Music day to you!! :-)

My dad introduced the old Hindi filmy melodies, my mom introduced the Kannada Purandhara Dasar songs, my bros introduced IR & ARR and thus my family kick started my love towards music. We used to listen to songs while working in the office and that's how my colleagues helped me to connect to music again.

PS: I understand music is supposed to be "she", but just for the story telling purpose I have mentioned her as "him". :-D