Music is beautiful. It can turn your mood to a different
direction and it can also be used to reflect your mood. It’s beautiful. But I… I
don’t listen to music. I have never been able to sit for hours listening to
music. I can’t appreciate music for long. I don’t understand it. I love it when
it plays. I can sing and dance along. But I can’t let it run for long. And I just
can’t talk about it too much. Singers, musicians etc.. These are no
conversations for me. Jasmine still likes her music. No she isn’t too picky but
she still likes it. She can go to sleep listening to music and she can’t stuff
her ears with the earphones and enjoy. I can’t do that. And ear phones for
music… I can’t handle that as well. I feel it just separates me from the rest
of the world. And I would like my sound system to be of a decent quality. But still
even after all this I can’t spend money on listening to music. Concerts bore me
after a point of time. I would love if someone tried explaining some of the
music to me. I would be able to appreciate it better, but still not much beyond
a point.
I think Jispa loves her music. Jasmine always has the radio
on while driving and Jispa listens to a lot of radio. Now she has this thing
for English music. Wonder where she picked that from. Jispa insists on
listening to the English radio channel. I find that even more irritating. New English
music has passed me by completely. My western music is limited to the stuff I heard
in college and a few songs from there on. While driving, I feel is the best
time to catch up talking with each other. So if Jispa or Jasmine is in the car
then I don’t switch on the radio. I rather talk about something or the other.
Music is a conversation restrictor. Earlier when I drove alone I heard the radio
but since a few years I have listening to good podcasts and using that to
further my readings. Sometimes this makes me feel like a completely fuddy
duddy. I am hungry and have an almost insatiable appetite for knowledge and
music becomes a faltu waste of time. And then it surprises me when sometimes I switch
on the radio at times and love the music being played.
I love the music but can’t listen to it. What is this weird combination?
In fact I feel most music listeners are highly pretentious. But then this I attribute
to my own stupid judgment (or lack of). But I still can’t understand my behavior.
If a song is stuck in my head, I like it. I can sing it again and again. Singing
songs while batting have helped me improve it and I think highly of it. I sing
so much that Jispa hates it and I a song is stuck in her head while swimming
she blames me for it. She hates it when that happens. She feels irritated and I
can’t understand why that is a bad thing. I love it. But I still can’t listen
to too much music. I also never understood how people listen to music while studying
or reading. I can’t do that as well. Today morning I tried listening to music
while working or reading – it bombed as usual. I had to switch off the music.
It’s a weird thing. Music is so powerful and I have
mentioned this incident before – I used to sing to a pregnant Jasmine. It was
this one song and when Jispa was born whenever she cried I sang this song and
it made her quiet. I completely believe in the power of music, but I can’t somehow
get it to work hard on me. One song and at best two. Full stop. My mood is ok,
now let’s get on with it.
Well, whatever. When I was marketing head for the wealth
division, we used to have KK concerts organized for our clients. He was awesome
and this song of his was brilliant. I loved it. I heard it today morning and I thought
I could hear a few more. In fact I put his entire playlist to play from youtube
and then I simply switched it off in 2 minutes. I can’t take more than 67
seconds of emotions. Brain fry ho jata hai J
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