Now i have a special affection towards music, and it was my cherished childhood desire to be a master of atleast one musical instrument. So Violin i decided, yes Violin, maybe my choice being guided by King Khans heroics in some movie , or my desire to be a modern day Einstein. But done Violin , i m gonna be a perfectionist. So with hopes as high as the Eiffel tower i went to mahanagar to get some details about the classes.
"Five years sir", said the instructor.
I said ,"What??".
"Five years and u will be a master at it", said the instructor.
"Can't you teach me something in 20 days, i just have 20 at my dispense", i told him.
"U can try out Guitar, two months only", replied the teacher.
"20 days sir, can i learn sumthing", i asked him.
"Well it will be tough, since we have weekly classes only", he replied.
So with my hopes plummeting at a rate faster than that of speed of light, i came back.
On my way back home, i pondered over other options on which i could work upon. Hmmmm 20 days ,what can i do to fulfill my cherished desire. Ektara , came to my mind, gud substitute for violin, or i can try out my hand at Manjeera, or how about a Dhapli (i really njoy that song "dhapli wale dhapli baja"), or the Indian Damru,can be bought from any fare, or the easiest of them all the routine Bell that we often use for poojas and all. I can be a pefectionist, Ahhh my hopes sky rocketed at a lightening pace. I had so many options at my disposal, delirious i came back home and said to mum "Mom I dont have much time for Violin, but ur son surely can be a PERFECTIONIST".
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