How to name it? Random scribbling-2??

My eyes want to shut as I type this; but I don’t want to leave it and go to sleep. My mind has just chilled after some hectic time…all thanks to the amazing music playing right now. As I listen, I wonder how music has the power to keep so many of us in good cheers…. what would we do without music? Oh my god!
When I went to Singapore to study, all I heard about my music taste during the initial periods of ragging was that my music taste was kiddish; and what did I listen to that was “kiddish” according to the “cultured” seniors of mine? Tamil music, bits of old and new Hindi, very little of English, well, BSB, MJ and some random songs, to be precise. This was a matter of amusement for many…but I have no idea who they are to judge my taste of music.
Ugh, one thing good about those episodes was that I learnt I never have to feel ashamed of what I like and that I never have to change my tastes because someone else didn’t like it. Well, this was a principle I had ever since I know it, but these incidents just enforced them hard into me.
After some time of living there though, I stumbled upon many people who shared my tastes in music. And I hit a near jackpot (yeah, these are jackpots for me) when I got my own computer and was free to log in to the Indians’ network and access many computers. This was when I found a treasure house of many of my favourites, music I was longing for in its absence there: background music of Mouna Ragam, the Pa Sa Ni Sa bgm from Bombay, the Airtel ad video, the Radio Mirchi jingle, the Spirit of Unity music (which was quite a hit during days Sun TV hadn’t really come up yet), and some bgm pieces from Roja never did I think people would’ve noticed. This made me so happy the day I found them that I was excited and quite sleepless too.
Mean girl that I am, I have realised that music only has the power to lift my spirits..more than anything or anyone. Yeah, I say mean because this is not something my mom would like to hear. Well ma, I cannot help it! ;)
Frequent arguments pop up at home about how classical music has never interested me much and about how I made a grave mistake by quitting my music lessons. No I’m not guilty. Quite surprising that I’m not able to generate the levels of interest that my people at home want me to have to appreciate classical music. Well, one reason for this; and I will blame them for it is the classical music on radio. I doubt if anyone reading this post (except my sis, maybe) has ever heard all this stuff on the AIR stations. No doubt, some concerts that AIR airs are excellent, but for most of the time they are so miserable I feel like running out in agony! Some records are so old that they play music of artists who died ages ago; some cry out in pain as they have been played so many times over and over again…oooof! Hearing such classical music has played a substantial role in pulling down even that little interest I had in classical music left after my torturous music teacher.
It is not really probable that my mum reads this, but I wish someone would drive this thing into her mind; I’m not any Aurangazeb (yeah, that’s how she calls me because I supposedly cannot appreciate classical music). It’s just that very few artists’ classical music can get my approval. (yeah, that’s my high standard!) :P
After going there to study, I have found a lot of freedom to enjoy my taste of music. I found a couple of guys who love the same pieces of music from movies as I do and nothing gives me more joy than discussing those with them. Thanks people! You make my days many a time!
As I sit at times now in the balcony in the awesome wind, I’m reminded of my XII board exams and their preparation. Radio Mirchi used to be playing continuously and every favourite song of mine that I heard used to boost my enthu so high that I would start working out with so much more energy…so much of what I remembered during the exams were because of the music. I also remember how I kept humming a song from Roja throughout my maths exam when a sum similar to what I had practised listening to that song came up. Whew, good times they were!
For the past six months in Singapore, I have become used to the comfort of not having a roommate; my music has always been blaring. I shudder to think what would happen when I get a new roomie next year! It would be a blessing if she also is never in the room most of the time… or is it asking for too much?? ;)