Being a musician (now only as a hobby) has developed a very sensitive feeling inside myself. Since my childhood, I was demanded to give strong expression into the songs that I practiced, played and performed. Somehow, it blended into the way I run my life and also influenced my way of thinking too.Beautifully composed romantic tunes such as Alexander Borodin’s Polovetsian Dance very easily put me in tears when listening to it. Not only music, colors that are painted on the sky during the time when the sun starts to set, the fragrance and colors of the flowers, the smell of the grass, rain drops, snow flakes…………….., each of them gave a various senses for myself.
Those senses can be interpreted as a line of sadness, sometimes it can be a cheer up kind of senses, some other time it becomes just silent tunes. Anything……………, it can be anything……….. Many times I can’t resist of conveying what I feel into words, and suddenly elicit a weird starring of the people you talk to. Eccentricity is the label that people will give you afterwards.
For me, there will always madness (you may read as: eccentricity) in somebody. The more difficult you find your own kind of group, the higher your eccentricity level will be.
As a musician I experienced it is not easy to get friends in the same frequency as I am.
But then, who cares? Being a musician........ I have my own world, anyway!
If you find yours, it is a big luck!
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