It doesn’t have to be a maestro, it could be a group of friends jamming in an open air theater without an audience or it could just be you, singing to yourself in the shower. Music, is everywhere, in your happiness and joy and in the depth of your sorrows.
I remember being sent to a music teacher when I was a mere 3 yr old and the pride of my father at telling people that I had been learning music since I was three! When I wanted to leave the classes, he had said, you may feel like you are wasting your time now, but when you grow older and…well wiser 🙂 you will realize how much you let yourself down.
I don’t really feel let down but I do feel I could’ve followed it better. Learning music is exactly how my teacher put it: it is a “Sadhana” that few in this world can truly follow and latent passions just mean you didn’t recognize the real passion when it was time.
But be it the happy joyful beat of the garbha or the sad soulful melodies of kishore kumar, Indian music has more to offer to the world than all of the world put together. This here is a tribute to the raga that fills every South Indian household and the taal and laya that fills every north Indian one. This here is a thought to the beauty of Indian music the one that makes you proud everytime one of us wins the Grammy.
We have more music in our souls than anyone else, all you have to do is find it!