The Corporeal Stories

Music....Music  is not just a word its an emotion to many of us. Music can drive us really crazy. That is what the strings do to  me. No matter how bad my day is its just my strings that lies on my bed mutters LEAVE IT DUDE! ITS TIME TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH ME! yup my strings speak to me.! loneliness is the best time to have our conversation..When I am with the strings I feel elated I feel blessed I can feel some kind of satisfaction that acts as a driving force to get through all the difficult times in my life. Everyday feels like a vacation when I have my weapon in hand. Things just disappear when the fingers tickle the beautiful black lady. The entire world goes out of focus when I have the black lady in my hands. She always fills the void in me. Whenever words fails music speaks. The strings are actually babies to me it will not sound good unitil you tune it properly. I forget to eat and drink when the black lady is with me . She loves me more than I do and...

MIC ! Mic is a mixed emotion for many people around the globe. For some it is the fear and for some people it is their strength. So what is a mic to me?! The relationship between mic and me did not have a good beginning...! I still remember my first day behind the mic, shouting and blabbering my speech and ended up crying in front the whole bunch of people as I got down the stage. But I didn't want to let down this relationship. There was some kind of attraction that was really strong in the magnitude that stuck me with the mic. I went to my best friend MIRROR to seek help. I asked him if its going to work? Ummm...yup definitely said the mirror . Ok then , then let me speak to you first before and go and meet him I said . I started speaking to mirror daily and thats how this love towards speaking and the urge to hold a mic grew. Now Mic has actually become my forever valentine! It gives me a kind of confidence and just reminds me " YOU ARE HERE TO ENTERTAIN " ...