What would u call someone who defies nature in every which way possible. Foolhardy, I guess. My attempts to play classical guitar in middle age is one such example. Fingers that are two thick, reflexes too slow, nails that just dont grow and shoulders that start aching after fifteen minutes of holding the instrument...what would you expect? But inspite of all these odds i trudged along on Tuesday to appear for my 4th grade Trinity guildhall exam. I've been praying more than practising this entire month- God- please let me just control my nerves- i'll take care of the rest!Well, on D day- there i was- looking cool (i thought) and in great spirits. The examiner was a jolly old Brit- smiling benignly from behind a huge piano. I sailed thru the oral and audio tests. Everything was going fine (my guesses hit the target) until we came to the performance part. I swear i started off fine. But somehow it all went haywire. It came to a point when i just couldnt play anymore because my right hand had shrivelled up like a claw. Claw fingers! God! I apologised to the examiner and left. The poor chap was nice to suggest --try taking some beta blockers next time!The docs at home are absolutely no good- if only theyd given me beta blockers i'd have topped with distinction, i'd have..well, no point thinking about that. My buddy Mou suggested i start playing music to everyone who rings the bell at home- remedy to get over the nerves she says.
Ok, but most of the people who come are courier guys, the dhobi, the mali...
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