THE ECHO TO MY HEART

THE ECHO TO MY HEART

I close my eyes and I could hear sweet melodies approaching me, the unmatched tone, the symphony very versatile, a soothing voice that heals me and when did I enter a new world, a world of magic to

 every tragic and dreams of hope that remains a dream to be accomplished. A sound that was not a noise that seemed like a troublesome but very soothing, soothing to the heart and the soul. The sound that was the music that had the power to dive my spirit into the surrounding that it had created in its own mean and awakens my senses and makes me feel every bit of the moment and feel the pleasure of it till the very last.      

An escape from the chaos, an escape from all the chattering, an escape from the world around you, an escape where you are filled in with the stillness, the calm and composure which takes you to another world, that is unimaginable, inexpressible and incommunicable. A wanderlust that you unknowingly get into and you don’t stop pondering, makes you more curious than ever before, it makes you realize your true identity and gives you a meaning to life and you feel like living every day and making most of every bit of your life.

There is tête-à-tête with the song, where the heart is understood and it is no more just an organ pumping blood but something with so many emotions holding onto. It is understood without the fear of being judged or prejudiced. It feels more like every beat, every tone, every melody, 

every word has something to say, something to offer in a form of a boon. Music helps us to feel a bit more, it exactly knows what the

heart in us wants. Be it jazz, pop, metallic, or indie western; all of them have their specialties, it changes our mood within seconds.        

It is our forever guide, our friend, and a mentor through every up and down we go through in our lives. In every hurdle, in every challenge of your life, it’ll be there with you eternally. It is like the doctor that the patient needs, the perfect spice to the food, the last drop of water that quenches the thirst, it is exactly what is needed, the necessity of every species. We have a conversation that may be in the form of numbness, or the chirruping of birds, the flow of breeze, the wind that blows across the trees, and the rush across the leaves in ambiguity.

Truly are blessed ones who are gifted by the god of oracles for having such beautiful and soothing cords imbibed in them. 

“It is accurate that music has no language and is universal”