#DreamComeTrue

Fairy Godmother, the Tooth Fairy, and Elves were a few characters I had unshakable faith in, as a child (Every child has, isn’t it?). I believed they had the power to make my dreams come true. Growing up, I knew it was just fantasy. However, sometimes some dreams do come true. Mine did, four years ago on this day i.e. October 17, 2012 at Pune’s Amanora Park Town.

Like everyone else, I too have a bucket list, with a number of items to be ticked off. One of them was watching Enrique Iglesias perform live. Back in those days, I was living in Pune, (aahh!! Blissful days), when this announcement was made. Being a huge, huge fan of him, I was quite excited and also very eager for the ticket sales to commence. Though, I wasn’t earning a big amount in those days, I saved and scrimped to be able to afford a ticket.  As if the stars had conspired, I finally got the much coveted ticket. And then the day I was eagerly awaiting dawned.

Reaching the venue, even before the gates opened, I was like a child at a candy store. It felt as a dream, watching the entire event unfold in front of my eyes. The best memory of the evening was, when I heard “Hero” being sung live. That was the moment when I literally had tears of joy. It truly was a dream come true. Of course, I did have a hoarse voice, the next day, from all the screaming my lungs out. But then, nothing matters when your wish is fulfilled.

Sitting here in Bangalore and reminiscing the event, four years later, still brings a smile. I wish he performs again In India.

For now I can just say, maybe that day my wish on the eyelash came true. Eternally grateful!

A few memories, frozen in time.

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#MusicMyDrug

Been introduced to music at a tender age, it has grown to be my passion. I don’t follow any particular genre, as there’s so many fish in the sea. And “a bit of everything, really” applies true in my case. Why restrict one to a particular zone, when there is an eclectic mix waiting to be tried out, right?

Music has become a kind of drug for me. It’s my anti-depressant when I’m low and my dope when I’m high. I have to listen to music every day no matter what, without which my day seems incomplete. So be it at home, in the bus, or at work, I have my Siamese twin (read music player) wherever I am. It’s more than a need, music has become a necessity, an answer to my life. And thank God for online music streaming, I’m plugged in even during work hours.

I have had a few people telling me that I have a good taste in music and even “you’ve got one helluva playlist”, which I’m glad I do. Cuz I choose my songs, as a jeweler examines and selects a gem. And hey! I have a SMART PHONE (in the literal sense, as well) as it chooses by default the songs depending on my mood. Well at times, it does seem creepy, as if my phone reads my mind. But then, my twin knows me better. Seeing my love for music, a friend gifted me an MP3 player, where I almost have a thousand songs (different artistes and genres).

Blame it on my obsession; there have been many times when I have resisted singing along with the song playing. However, once in a while the resistance breaks and I end up singing, oblivious to the fact that I’m in the bus, and much to the amusement of my fellow commuters. Well, what I have resisted is getting up and doing a jig to some peppy song playing.

I can very well say “Music is my life” and not a single day passes on without me being plugged in. It’s as if we have vowed to be together, till death do us apart. Music. My Companion. My Shoulder.