“Friends are like strings of a guitar. It plays the best sound when all the strings are involved.”
Turn the clock to early 2006. “Guys, wake up. Aaj jogging la jayache aahe na?” Then every day creative minds responded differently … such as “Baher paus padto aahe”, “Aaj khup thandi aahe”, “Road var traffic khup jast aahe”, etc ;-) As world knows, “Phase-II was a lot of versatile people”. However, some people always play pranks and contend to the saying. ;-)
Music, One of the beautiful things ever created... Two of us started learning guitar. As always, S wanted to impress his friends (obviously girls) ;-). I don’t know how many girls were impressed by his musical performance. ;-) In fact, he also tried to print his ‘musical’ image on class girls. I think, I better stop here otherwise … some body is gonna hurt very badly ;) hehehe! Enthusiastic about music, we put our foot in the door of music. But, we could not keep up the pace with the classes.
Practice makes every one perfect and unfortunately we lacked practice. One day, during the class, our ‘Puneri’ sir asked us to play ‘D major’. Ooops! Through the corner of my eyes, I could see the 'notes', written in my book, associated with the chord. Played well… ‘Aha’, cool and relieved. I don’t understand why we took long time to learn the musical notes. I guess we concentrated more on something else. ;-) Anyway, the next day, sir asked to play ‘G major’. That day, book did not help us survive. We both played the wrong chord. Then, the fun began. Oblivious of the correct chord, we started playing ‘newly created’ own chords in the guitar history and I could see the anger creeping up on sir’s face. I understood it was not a bed of roses. We gave up saying, “We don’t know, sir”. He replied with a harsh tone. “Tumhala sorry mhanava lagel. Sorry mhannn, sorry mhannn.” After the class, we laughed our heart out on the statement. But, we do appreciate our sir’s integrity towards music and classes.
Turn the pages of time. Think of a situation, what if I see the same sir unexpectedly while sauntering near my apartments. It would be as easy as pie for me to recognize him and recall his words. I feel, however, he would not retrieve his memory to identify me. I will ask him a question. “Hello Sir, olakhala ka?” and I am sure he will come up with “Nahi”. May be he will recognize me after reminding him his own words. :-) Our Guitar sir, a maverick, unforgettable personality... :-)
Turn the clock to early 2006. “Guys, wake up. Aaj jogging la jayache aahe na?” Then every day creative minds responded differently … such as “Baher paus padto aahe”, “Aaj khup thandi aahe”, “Road var traffic khup jast aahe”, etc ;-) As world knows, “Phase-II was a lot of versatile people”. However, some people always play pranks and contend to the saying. ;-)
Music, One of the beautiful things ever created... Two of us started learning guitar. As always, S wanted to impress his friends (obviously girls) ;-). I don’t know how many girls were impressed by his musical performance. ;-) In fact, he also tried to print his ‘musical’ image on class girls. I think, I better stop here otherwise … some body is gonna hurt very badly ;) hehehe! Enthusiastic about music, we put our foot in the door of music. But, we could not keep up the pace with the classes.
Practice makes every one perfect and unfortunately we lacked practice. One day, during the class, our ‘Puneri’ sir asked us to play ‘D major’. Ooops! Through the corner of my eyes, I could see the 'notes', written in my book, associated with the chord. Played well… ‘Aha’, cool and relieved. I don’t understand why we took long time to learn the musical notes. I guess we concentrated more on something else. ;-) Anyway, the next day, sir asked to play ‘G major’. That day, book did not help us survive. We both played the wrong chord. Then, the fun began. Oblivious of the correct chord, we started playing ‘newly created’ own chords in the guitar history and I could see the anger creeping up on sir’s face. I understood it was not a bed of roses. We gave up saying, “We don’t know, sir”. He replied with a harsh tone. “Tumhala sorry mhanava lagel. Sorry mhannn, sorry mhannn.” After the class, we laughed our heart out on the statement. But, we do appreciate our sir’s integrity towards music and classes.
Turn the pages of time. Think of a situation, what if I see the same sir unexpectedly while sauntering near my apartments. It would be as easy as pie for me to recognize him and recall his words. I feel, however, he would not retrieve his memory to identify me. I will ask him a question. “Hello Sir, olakhala ka?” and I am sure he will come up with “Nahi”. May be he will recognize me after reminding him his own words. :-) Our Guitar sir, a maverick, unforgettable personality... :-)
7 comments:
Good One Kedar :)
Amol
mast rey..!!
:) sahi re..."harlo mhana, harlo"
Hehe...sahiii aahe...mag saranchi aathavan mhanun parat tya notes vajavalya ka??
heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
mi wachalach navhata ha blog.....tooo good....
ha ha....sala....tya don pori mast wajawat hotya...aani apan doghehi bagaht hoto facta......
are...mala te sir ekada disale hote...tyani mala olakh nahi dakhawali.....
"Chukalo mhan....chukalo mhan"....ha ha ha.....tooooooooooo good.....
sahi diwas hote yaar....
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now. Keep it up!
And according to this article, I totally agree with your opinion, but only this time! :)
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