Music

When I first learnt that I would be coming to Shillong, I was thrilled beyond bits. Firstly, getting into an IIM without any preparation was a feat by itself (at least, I consider it to be). Secondly, Shillong is the rock capital of India. After a dry 6 month spell in Bangalore (in terms of music) where I played the bass a sum total of once, I thought I would get a lot of time to play and get into the music scene.

But, it has been tougher than I expected. Mostly because

1. I am not as good as I thought I was
2. No band wants a bass guitarist who will leave in 2 years
3. I don't have much free time

The third point was so influential that I had to give up practicing.

My fingers have cramped up.

When I think of how fluently I used to play the piano, it hurts me inside to know that I can not play at that level anymore.

I want to play again.

But me being the directionless, goalless excuse that I am, I am pretty sure I won't.

But sometimes just thinking about it helps me to escape to this wonderful place.

As Lennon and if I'm not mistaken Ozzy once said, "you may say that I'm a dreamer"

I am a dreamer. And I know being a dreamer I will not do anything concrete about it.

Maybe because both my dad and my granddad were musicians, but only as a second profession. I can't seem to muster up the cahoneys I need to take it up as my first.

People like Gokul and Cherry, I envy them.

I am such an idiot.