Music

If there is something I'm absolutely passionate about, it is Music! During my 1st year, the two music nites I attended totally inspired me to go any length to join the much talented Music Club.

I spent about a month of my summer vacation-- practicing to sing. It was the most enjoyable of times I have had. No matter how bad one sings, you always sound sweet to your own ears! It's the others who have to bear the brunt of it! Such was the situation at home for more than a month. I was always heard singing one of Asha's songs be it at the dinner table, at the TV or at the computer. I never really cared to find out if it was bothering anyone; I wouldn't have stopped anyway, so why ask!

During my school days, a few decent performances here and there had convinced me that I was really a good singer :-)till the BITS Music Club auditions happened! I guess it happens to many 1st yearites! Before I came to BITS I was told, I had a "happy" voice and sang Asha songs well. I absolutely worship Asha Bhonsle (and also Sukhwinder) so needless to say I formed a pretty good opinion of my singing.

Things were pretty different, however at the music club auditions where I was told I sounded nasal. I really don't blame them. I found myself sounding less like Asha Bhonsle and more like Cacofonix, the Bard from Gaul! My knees were shaking and voice was quavering and there was nothing I could do about it! To top it, I chose at an uncomfortably high scale. I took it with a pinch of salt, but I still don't think this Cacofonix will give up easily… 

Comments

The Dreamer said…
brilliant post manisha
but it's the never say die spirit in the end that i liked the most...
:)
keep posting!!

regards
"you know who!!" :P
Unknown said…
hey..
nice post..
nd the fact tht u r nt givin up is the bst part of it..
post often..
regards
deepti
Chinni Chintu said…
hey..gr8 post..
its the sportive and never say die spirit(as tashu said) is the most brilliant part ...
keep postin..
chinni..
Anonymous said…
nice!!

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