If you have already gone through the “About me” section of this website, you know that I love music. In all forms. I love to sing and I wish to learn playing as many instruments as possible.
The very first musical instrument I learned to play was Veene. It is a classical string instrument which is predominantly used in Carnatic classical music. The sound it produces has a healing effect on me.
This is how it looks and sounds like:
I was in grade five when I started taking lessons. My teacher Sarojamma Sarma, in her late fifties, with a serious face scared me as a child! I still am scared when I remember her knotted brows! She was the strictest teacher I ever came across. She did not like us giggling in the class. She would yell at us when found guilty of acting like a ‘chatter box’ and made us play the same tunes over and over again until our fingers would no longer move on the frets. Now when I think of it, I feel happy. She only had our best interests at heart. We did learn to play faster by rigorous practice. At that age, it seemed quite harsh to us, nonetheless.
I remembered her today for a reason. The very first day when I met her, she asked me to practice the instrument everyday. Of course, every good teacher would do the same. Although, she took classes only twice a week and I did not possess a Veene until after an year of learning. That made it hard for me to follow her advice! She had asked us not to bother her the other days. It was made clear on the very first day! Surprisingly, she had asked us to come the next day too. This was to avoid “dwiteeya vighna“! I had no idea what it was! She made us sit down and practice for just ten minutes and shooed us away! Me, being my curious self, had to ask her why she did that! She said it is “bad omen” to not practice a new thing the second day! The gods will be pissed and nothing good will come of it! It scared me then and I thanked her for being considerate enough to let us practice the second day too!
I do not believe in bad omen or baseless traditions. Although some of these traditions have something meaningful to say, they are never passed on to the next generation due to lack of curiosity among a few passing generations in between. I wish our ancestors questioned their parents, grandparents, gurus and so on and actually tell the truth behind these traditions rather than following them blindly.
I did realize later why she did that, even though as a mere gesture! Doing things continuously (not just limited to the second day) is to form a habit. A habit that would do good to us.
I am writing this today just to make sure that I won’t let go of this habit! (Good luck to me?! Nah, I don’t believe in luck either! 😉 )