Singing for the soul

I am a bad singer period . I love to sing but I am incredibly embarrassed to do so . Thus I have always preferred listening to music on my headphones with really loud volume and imagining myself singing that song. . To be honest I never really sang until a couple of days . I didn’t even know what I sounded like if I tried to sing .

All of his changed last week . As I drowning in the pool of existential crisis , I saw a interview of Ed sheeran on theJonathan ross show . During the show Ed pulled out an old clip of him singing . And .. it was well .. not the ed sheeran we know . Ed chuckling said ‘ everyone thinks popstars are born singers , but that is not true ‘ . He explained that he practiced his ass off to get where he is .

Now singers working incredibly hard on their craft was not something new to me . Almost every famous singer will tell you about their long hours of practice schedules . What really surprised me was that Ed sounded like most of us in the shower in that audio clip that he played for the audience .And somehow inspired me . Gave me some hope rather made me less ashamed of myself . Having watched all the 10 year olds on America’s Got Talent belting out like Whitney houston . I was convinced that if you aren’t born with a incredible voice , you shouldn’t be singing . But this little 30 second clip really shifted my perespective .

So the very next day ,I dusted off my brother’s piano and started to sing . Now this ain’t any fairytale . It doesn’t really have a happy ending . When I sang I did sound as horrible as I had imagined . But at the same it just felt so good . Just to close my eyes groove to the music and actually sing . That feeling was like no other . I sounded horrid . My parents even came to check on me to see if I’m okay !But I don’t really care about how bad I sound . I love singing and I am keep going to love my horrid , terrible voice and enjoy it !

FINDING THE EXTRA IN THE ORDINARY

As I have started looking for a job, I have been swallowed by humanity’s eternal question ? What is my passion ? What will make me happy ?

The question of passion and happiness has started to seem like a elusive one . Neither the thousand ted talks on the internet nor the 50 years of life experience of my parents have been able to give me an answer .

As I try harder to find an answer on how to live life , I only get more confused . Life seems to be getting as I try to decide among being a bureaucrat , a diplomat or a musician .What is the work that will give me absolute joy and happiness in life ?

Maybe the answer to this question is not this straightforward . It is perhaps not this is not as one dimensional as I am ssuming it to be . Somebody once said ” No one has found happiness by looking too hard .” This sentence is starting to sound like a gospel truth to me .

I guess I am looking too hard for happiness with ‘my big dreams , big plans to take over the planet. ‘(cue Alessia cara) . I need to live a little mindlessly . Just go with the flow . Take life as it comes . Find joy in small things in life . Spending time with my family , talking to my friends and having a hearty dinner .

What’s wrong with a heart of copper ?

According to Plato , the greek philospher , there are three kinds of people . Men with a heart of gold , men with a heart of silver and men with a heart of copper .

The men with a heart of gold are rational , supremely intelligent and hence fit to be rulers . Everyone in the society should aspire to be like them .On the other end of the scale are the men of copper .These people are guided by their desires and are not very rational . Hence a liability to the society .

Plato gave these ideas thousands of years ago yet they stand true even for today’s time . Today these men of gold are the ones who are rich or are politically powerful. And we are supposed to emulate them . The moment a kid graduates out of high school , he or she is supposed to get to a great college ,then get a great job, get rich or powerful .

This is the only way to lead a good life . But I wonder sometimes , why do I have to get that million dollar job or be a powerful buisnessman ? Why can I just be a blogger or a dancer ? What am I supposed to do with all this power and money . It might give some people happiness but that can’t be universally true !

I will be absolutely content with a small house , couple of friends and a peaceful life . Why is it so wrong to not want to conquer the world ? Why is it so wrong to follow your heart’s desire ? why is it so wrong to have a heart of copper ?