Guitar

I had been a rock music lover. In the rock music what stood out to me was the guitar solo. For every song the guitar solo used to be my favourite. Some songs I like only because of the guitar solo. When we love something they inspire us to do something. Rock music inspired me to learn guitar.

I was a 20 something girl back then. A rock music lover who wanted to learn guitar. I aspired to play amazing guitar. I dreamt of becoming a guitarist and perform on a stage. To achieve that the first goal was to learn guitar. One weekend I made a decision that I am going to enroll myself into a music class so that I can learn guitar. That weeekend itself I visited a music class and got myself enrolled. My learning journey started from there.

While I was taking guitar lessons the instructor told me that I would also need to practice. Otherwise the lessons would not prove to be helpful. The instructor asked me to buy a basic guitar. I enquired and found that there was a shop nearby which used to sell entry level guitars. I visited that shop and purchased the beginer friendly guitar. I was so delighted. This was my second step towards becoming the guitarist. I started practicing on the guitar which I had bought with my own adult money.

But then career took a different turn. I received a promotion at the office. I was given more responsibilities. More responsibilities meant that I would have more work and would need to spend more time on that work. Soon the 9 hour work day turned into a 12 or 13 hour work day. I would not even have time to have lunch or dinner. I became really busy with the new role. This result date in halting of the guitar lessons. I had no time for guitar lessons. I stopped going to the music class but I continued to practice on my own guitar over the weekends. Then for the work increase even more. I had no time even on the weekends. I would work even on the weekends and had no time to practice the guitar.

Later on my guitar became an accessory. It sat in one corner quietly, waiting for an opportunity to shine. Unfortunately that opportunity did not come. I would play the guitar occasionally but the occasions became very rare. In last 2 years I hadn't even touch the guitar.

Then in the last month I was sitting on my bed and staring at the guitar early in the morning. I had one good look at it and decided that I should sell my guitar. I informed this to my parents. My mother was unhappy but my father approved of my decision. I started searching who could buy my guitar or at least the place where I could donate my guitar. I found a music class near my house. I went to the music class and enquired if they are willing to buy or accept the guitar as a donation from me. They willingly accepted it.

I immediately handed over my guitar to them. Again this was not an easy decision. I had an attachment to the guitar. It was my dream to become a guitarist but as a walking professional this was not something I could have done. At first it was really tough to think about giving away my guitar to someone. But eventually it looked like a possibility. I thought to myself that here the guitar is just sitting in my room where as it deserve to be played by someone who loves it. It deserves a chance in this world. It deserves a music lover to take the opportunity and use it. So with this thought I sell sold my guitar. With this give away I felt even more lighter. This detachment was necessary because it was not only in the benefit of the guitar but the guitar would have benefited a less fortunate person who wishes to become an artist.

This is how I detached myself from my beloved guitar.