Part 1
Today I start with my own story. I am in my final year of graduation. I am a budding guitarist and have given performances in the college. I still remember the first performance I gave.
I wasn’t actually a performance. It was a duet singing inter college competition as a part of our college fest “SIESONS”. It was just months before that I had started practicing guitar seriously. It wasn’t exactly a craze kinda thing coz I just felt it’s the time to learn it. (BTW, impressing girls was never my motive) My dad has been a professional guitarist and so many times it was a shame for me not being able to hold a chord properly.
Anyways during my first days of learning when I decided to perform; rather compete, my journey was tough. I had to take the guitar to the college whereas this is still the most uncomfortable thing to do for me. I just feel awkward. Not because I cant play or something, but because now a days it has been linked to being a style accessory. Not sure if that is the fact, but I feel so!
I was supposed to pair with a (at that time) better guitarist who had attitude. A newbie (or noob!...whatever u call it) entering a circle of experienced guitarists with his own guitar is the worst thing that can happen to him. You barely get the play your own guitar! And when you make a serious effort to play, you get 100 recommendations and suggestions as if you are doing a crime and the judge in the court is accusing you! Over and above everything, I am an egoistic person. So I almost had a fight with one of them.
Anyways, the points on which I was criticized, I practiced hard. Hard, really till my fingers pained and the next day I had overcome that. I don’t like to boast, but sometimes it is necessary :P . The moment my ego is hurt, I work wonders! And that’s how I had learnt skating (but that’s a different story) too.
Friday, August 15, 2008
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