strings' weed!!

I've been into guitar learning ever since 2 years but,but it has really struck my chords recently.Before that,I admit honestly that I chose 2 learn guitar jus 2 wear that 'cool look' on my sleeves.But,just a couple of months ago,I gotcha know the real deep sense of phrases "Music is eternal.Music is immortal."Now,I dont even feel a pinch of strain 2 attend my lessons after a lon,tiresome and fuckin' boring day in college,which carries me 'off'' round the clock.The intensity in me 2 strike the strings with such an energy and fire for perfection aroused when it fortunately happened 4 me 2 go through a post of Sirish's blog "frets and freedom".Tony Iommi.Man,u are really taking away my nerve.As soon as I read about this man,I googled about him and I am lucky able 2 find and download some breath-taking performances of this guy.The most interesting about this guy is he posesses only 3 fingers on his fretting hand.When questioned abt that,there came a reply from him which bowled me down from my senses.That was,"behind this perfection of managing with jus 2 fingers on frets,there were SLEEPLESS NIGHTS & BLEEDING FINGERS".Awesome.
Here comes the "Messenger of God" according 2 me,Bob Marley.I felt very bad when I saw some people wearing tees with Bob's imprint on 'em, but they dont even know a bit about him. Oh my God....!!! Really God of Reggae Music.His lyrics sound the divinity surrounding his soul.I managed 2 listen 2 hits of Bob like ,"stir it up","jamming","is this love","no woman no cry".....it never ends.I was just dumbstuck by his energy and enthusiasm.
The last evening, a discussion took its place between me and my music teacher.He suggested me 2 lend an ear 2 Bryan Adam's stuff 2 come across fuckin' beautiful timing of chords.Now,Its so obvious that I am into him.
Last sunday,Raghav was up at my place and that time,I was working on chords and stuff.He really liked what i played and I really liked what he said.Strings are just getting into me in such a way that I wanna give up all the technical shit and seriosly consider "guitar" as my purpose .
I have downloaded few pictures of Bob Marley from my mate's mobile.My mom was asking me,"Why dont u pause guitar lessons till u are done with the present semester exams?"
"How does it sound like stop studying till I am perfectly done with my guitar?" was my instant reply.It got completely soaked in me.As Sirish said,"Music is not only a piece of art,its a skill."
And I say,"Repetition is the mother of skill."I gonna repeat it again n again till my fingers are cut,found bleeding and the sound of strings gets settled deep down in my soul forever.
Sounds a bit heavy....aint it? No big deal.......

DONT KNOW ! !

Its 2.00 a.m in the morning..After a long gap,I re-opened my journal 2 write something.Just moved onto paper after a watching a beautiful flickfrom "Vifhal Bharadwaj"...."Omkara".Before that,my mind was pre-occupied with a continous flow of useless thoughts.But that movie kicked my butt off....now,i m perfectly in sense.Weekend.Hydearabd.Roads are deserted.The fresh black coal just few hours ago is eagerly waiting 2 welcome the 'michelin' tyres onto it....i know....thats a bad description...My father is jus home from a party.Now,I wanna party,with some fag.Cops might be waiting with barricades criss-crossed 2 collect their "pay offs"....lol...Wanna move out 2 have some fag.But you know what,my dad has got ears of a snake.A curling twist of my den's main door,the clinch of it do reach his ears and wakes up the watchman "off duty".One of my school buddies called me up and reminded me of re-union gathering of 2005 high school passed out batch.Really not interested 2 see those depressed souls again.Life has become damn busy.Round the clock schedule .Harassing(teaching) staff.These days,a "Brad pitt" kinda imaginary soul from "fight club" movie is bothering me.How about possessing something like Edward Norton in 'fight club'? Sounds perfect nah...
Now,at this very moment,its like I am alone,the whole world has fallen asleep.Enjoying the calmness to the fullest.I am celebrating this fallen silence actually...Gotta deal with the herd again within few hours.Crazy mind-human mind.My throat's dying for a bottle of 'Antiquity'.If someone provides me with it,I would go for 'on the rocks' man.
Got to hear some phrase,may be stuff called 'creative writing'.Whats that?is this not that kinda one?I hopefully guess.No big deal if not.Jus read something...."if u find Buddha on road,kill him !!The piligrimage of Psychotherapy patients".Cool nah.We dare not think creatively.They act creatively.Thats great about them right!!Going on texting like crazy,mad,obsessed,whatever it is.After reading this post of me,Sandy would definitely think I m gone mad!
How about starting a new business in a garage like visionary 'Steve Jobs'?People find it great 2 prosper only from garages.I am rofling(rolling on the floor laughing as what Sirish says it!)But what the hell made me think about becoming a young enterpreneur?DONT KNOW ! !Really,fed up of engineering.But my dad kicks my ass off and reminds me of my NRI seat..
"Billiards"....my latest crush.When 3-4 balls take holes in a single stag,I feel elated & seriously think about becoming the next Geeth Sethi.But even that requires practice.Thinking about comes in my way perfectly,without practice?You know what,nothing comes my way...
Ouch!They are so sharp.My beard.Just shaved off after many days and went for a "Goatee beard" Style of guitarists,chum!
Its 3.00 a.m now.I've been writing since 1 hour.But no regrets for the 1st time.I really curse my professors too badly.A very lengthy post from me this time nah.
I cant stop myself from appreciating me for going 2 college ,so patiently for 3 days in a row(rofl..rofl!!)..Within an hour or so,it turns out 2 be sunday morning which eventually turns 2 evening which I hate the most of all evenings.You know what's 1/7 th of your life.Its SUNDAY.
I am sorry,Divya.You expected something out of me i guess.But i couldnt make it for this time!!!!!