My Girlfriend

I got my first real six-string

Bought it at the five thousand

Played 'til my fingers bled

It was the summer of '2009’.

It was another rejoicing moment the day I bought a Guitar. There are few such memories that I am really proud of being what I am such as the day when I was born, the day I got a full scholarship for my engineering as well as the day I meet kali. As well as at my schooling when my pop gifted me a pair of TT bat. Some happiness doesn't last long because they say “Nothing last forever, we are here just for today.” And this could be the inspiration to make your every single day special.

It was quite struggling for me to get a guitar, being brought up in a middle-class family. No matter how long I was interested in getting a guitar of my own I was able to play it at the age of 25. Nevertheless, I could touch it sometime when I happen to go to my friends and elder brothers and used to amaze a lot the way they used to play. Simply it was ‘wow’, I will definitely play it one day, eagerly I used to convince myself. Sometimes this playing interest vacillates due to the lack of money besides these all circumstances there was a strong feeling deep-rooted that at any cost I will get it one day and it won’t cede.

My first earning of my professional life Rs.18000. Nothing I had ever planned that long but before going OJT I had determined that out of my salary I will get one guitar for me. My happiness was waxing throughout the period with a dream to get a guitar in my hands.

As I am a novice Umang; academically sound boy, we did engineering together, told that he will help me to get guitar because he had some couple of years experience in playing it, wow! he has a Yamaha guitar, metronome, Bass guitar, Amp and all those electric kinds of stuff related to guitar playing. And he plays quite good.

That was really a beautiful day raining gently. The more near I reached the New Road the more my determination waxed and wane, either to buy or not, either the one I buy will be of good quality or it would get worst and it was pertinent to think because I was going to pay a handsome amount and that means a lot for a boy from a middle-class family. Money matter lot that day I realize. Only because of lack of money I have suffered a lot in my life and no one knows it better than me but being positive I have learned a lot from those suffering despite this I am happy as because I have no other choice hahahahahaha.

Talking about the weather that day, the sky was nebulous and the mountains around the valley were hazy although I was in the sunny mode because I was just some steps behind to get into the New Sports and Music House.

Because of the atrocious weather, Umang couldn’t come and I was not in a mode of returning bare hand albeit, I had to get one. Let me not hinge on him though it would be pertinent to make a call “Hello Umang, what about Givsom brand” he replied, “ it’s not bad for the beginner so far the foreign brand costs high and you got a limited budget, take it”. In no time I entered the New Sports and Music House and as if I was a professional guitarist I asked for a guitar “Dai Givsom koo hmmm tyo guitar dinus na” with full confidence though I had some qualms about the quality. Why be a skeptic and maybe it’s not that vulnerable so far Umang has recommended. Seeing my approach a stranger by my side also asked for the same brand guitar, may he thought I was a pro. And so far I guess he was a novice either.

Wow! Finally, I got my real six-string. Carrying it at my back I walked down the street despite the sparse rain, still, the weather was the same but I was lost in my own world of happiness. I had always a desire to carry a guitar on my back.

What if I had got chance to play the guitar from my childhood, I would have been an eminent guitarist and prone to many concerts, hahahahaha dream, dream, and dream but somehow I will do something better. Growing up under the poverty line was one of my obligation and a hindrance to making me meet with my girlfriend, guitar. Better late than never and All I want is someone who wanna make me sing and play because that will somehow help me entrench my playing.

I come to know that guitar is my girlfriend and I won’t hesitate this time to utter the word “girlfriend” because I have found the one who is never going to leave my company this time. I always have one wherever I go. I love it more than my profession. If I couldn’t play it for just one day I feel something missing like the way I used to feel when I couldn’t talk with my kali even one day.

Besides the three forms 1. Chord form 2.Scales 3.Lead pattern, I am much more interested in playing lead patterns along with sweet melody rhythm. My practice won’t go in vain because I am going to play it a life long. It’s so good and feels quite a relief to play though you are lonely so far my definition “Music is the way to express yourself.”

Some folk songs like “ Rato rani fulejhai sanjhama timi fuleu kaleg majama……man ko rahara tue tue kanchi lai ghumaune kathmandu sahar, Mohoni lagla hai gaule ko bolile tu tun tung dada khola chaharako geet le, Jomsome Bazzar, etc……….. Some bhajans like r“ Ohm jay jaga de sahare, Jay ganesha………and more. Some country rhythm music, the songs of Lobo, Leo, Bobby Darin songs “Dream lover, more than I can say. Playing the Blues, pentatonic scales, Beetles. Some Hindi love songs, old Hindi songs around the 1980s, some songs from our parents' young age and as well as some few Spanish songs. How can I stay without playing rock that tranquilizes the brain. Wow! It would be so fun. But I know I can't become a pro over a night, seriously it's going to take a lot of time. It's fucking hard to learn theory, theory to practice and finally practice to perfection but whatever I know and you to know “Nothing is impossible as keen interest comes crawling.”