Saturday, January 01, 2011

1380 : Past life regression

When I was growing up, I used to listen to music every waking hour that I was at home. TV was not an option – I was not fascinated by the “giant robot” types.

Radio Ceylon, Vividh Bharti and of course a whole slew of tapes (totalling no more than 50 hrs of music)….as a trivia, my current music collection is at least 10000 hrs of music (yes, you heard me right).

I had the most wonderful experience growing up. I never felt lonely, though I was alone, I never felt a misfit, though I was (a fat anti-social kid…is definitely a misfit), I never felt like I was underprivileged (my parents just about scraped into the middle class definition)….I think music was my reveller (and a leveller).

Since college, I have still spent a lot of time listening to music, but never as much as childhood, which was easily in the bracket of 8-10 hrs  a day.

In the past few days, I wake up and turn on the music. And it is on all the time – playing right into midnight.

Feels great. Its almost like connecting back to your roots, a la becoming a child again. (I have seen all of 2-4 hrs of TV and movies combined in the last 6 months…no longer feel like an “idiot” without the box Smile)

Am Loving it…

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