What a wonderful world!

When I'm on top of the world

I really miss music classes these days. I had office last Friday, which is actually my only day off. I'm doing a diploma in Tagore song from a well known music school here. I have classes on Fridays and Saturdays, and classical music is mandatory for all of us.

For those who don't know, Rabindranath Tagore was a Nobel laureate Indian poet who won the Nobel back in 1913 for his poetry book (or song book) Geetanjali. His was the first Bengali to win the Nobel.

It felt really good on the 14th of April, when I walked up stage with a group of my peers to perform in three consecutive chorus songs. 14th of April is the Bengali new year's day, which is celebrated with a lot of enthusiasm every year. After one cultural program, I had to perform in another one. Then again, I was placed in front of the microphone when I went to office that day to be a part of the celebration.

Singing really soothes my mind, though I won't say my voice is attractive. Moreover, I also love dressing up in traditional red and white outfits on the first of Boishakh. Boishakh is the first month of the Bengali calendar. A lot of fairs are organized, where people enjoy rediscovering themselves.

I also feel on top of the world when I'm writing. Pen happens to be a magic wand which can transform cruelty into sweetness, and dreams into reality. The world of creations is a world of my own, and none can steal the pleasure I get from there.

One lesson learnt from life: Love those who actually wants to be loved, not those who prefers to play with your feelings.