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I got into the swimming pool. Started my first lap.
If at all I think my life is disciplined, it is all due to the music that Baba inculcated in me, and the swimming which I have made my life.
Music was not my first choice. But Baba's insistence saw me getting through the first few tougher phases...
I turned for my second lap... Once I got hooked to it, I felt the music around me.. I felt the music in my medical sciences, It was in the birds' twittering, it was in the chirping green man traffic signal, it was in the arrival and departure signals of my tube at 8.45 am, ... it was in the water lashing in the pool...
oh..now onto my seventh lap already.. It was London.. pushed me into the swimming pool... gave me a methodical life. Wake up at 5.0 in the morning... it started as a therapy for my soul... something gnawing inside me...I took mere 12 laps initially... already onto my 15th lap...I used to splash around water so much.. yes.. water gave me the time to my self... the much needed seclusion... the much needed leisure for retrospection...
slicing through twenty fifth... if at all music filled my life on the land, my inner self filled me inside the water... water literally sculpted my body... Nobody can say I am 42... it is a usual sight... the appreciation in the eyes of ...girls ... in the eyes of ...NIDHI...now I hear the rhythm.. Nidhi...hmmm...I must compose to this tune.. splash with the right hand.. its her smile...a beat higher...take a breath left side...she is breath taking... continue the melody.. lost in her tresses... wade the water through left hand.. adjust the pitch...her dignified self... Music and swimming strokes...inseparable...Music, swimming, Nidhi inseparable...
now, I have third passion in my life...
If at all I think my life is disciplined, it is all due to the music that Baba inculcated in me, and the swimming which I have made my life.
Music was not my first choice. But Baba's insistence saw me getting through the first few tougher phases...
I turned for my second lap... Once I got hooked to it, I felt the music around me.. I felt the music in my medical sciences, It was in the birds' twittering, it was in the chirping green man traffic signal, it was in the arrival and departure signals of my tube at 8.45 am, ... it was in the water lashing in the pool...
oh..now onto my seventh lap already.. It was London.. pushed me into the swimming pool... gave me a methodical life. Wake up at 5.0 in the morning... it started as a therapy for my soul... something gnawing inside me...I took mere 12 laps initially... already onto my 15th lap...I used to splash around water so much.. yes.. water gave me the time to my self... the much needed seclusion... the much needed leisure for retrospection...
slicing through twenty fifth... if at all music filled my life on the land, my inner self filled me inside the water... water literally sculpted my body... Nobody can say I am 42... it is a usual sight... the appreciation in the eyes of ...girls ... in the eyes of ...NIDHI...now I hear the rhythm.. Nidhi...hmmm...I must compose to this tune.. splash with the right hand.. its her smile...a beat higher...take a breath left side...she is breath taking... continue the melody.. lost in her tresses... wade the water through left hand.. adjust the pitch...her dignified self... Music and swimming strokes...inseparable...Music, swimming, Nidhi inseparable...
now, I have third passion in my life...
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Bade Achhe Lagte Hain
