blessed

the music filled her ears..and slowly her consciousness....for someone who declared herself to be tone-deaf...it was hard to believe that if something kept her up n running,it was music. she was never the artistic kind,never would be...she never understood categories...just knew that some things made her tick..some things just didn't matter..."ah this one"...she mused...she knew it was a scandal waiting to happen if she put it down for anyone other than her to know...blasphemy would be a better term...well... they had written to each other the first time eight months back...when they did meet and worked alongside one other, she knew what she had feared and doubted all along...her friends told her that it was all too presumptious and just a mutual admiration club thing goin on ...it was so right..she thought later...but she realised that the experience was all that was needed to remove any confusion about herself.... she watched them...and the more she did..the more relief and peace it brought to her...it didn't seem so wierd to feel different after all...they looked at the world and its problems the same way...with their share of laughter and tears..,wins and losses...desire and dedication to be where they wanted to be.... and loved with an extra dash of bliss, she believed strongly. if only all would just let it be...without all the unwanted attention and propaganda for god-knows-what...she prayed...she used them to get away from her own realities....she would replay each scene , each story in her head over n over till she got what she wanted....something she knew wouldn't be easy to put in words or actions out of the head....in front of the world which wanted her to embrace "normalcy" or whatever it meant....