My guitar, My life


Guitar, the ultimate symbol of music, once a distant dream for me ,one day turned out to be my biggest passion.




It was a guitar exhibition in school that sparked off my interest in guitar. I was a mere spectator, watching the magic unfold in front of my eyes, kids playing with intense zeal. Though at that point of time I could only appreciate the talent, but I never knew that one day even I would be a player in this world of guitarish dreams.

The day when i touched the guitar, was a day of intense contentment and the first time I plucked on the six magical strings, I spelt complete danger to anyone trespassing in my territory, indicating my arrival as the lone warrior in the haphazard world of music!

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