Music heals and music chills. What might be a great thing for a music lover to do apart from listening music. Imagining a life without music feels like crime to a music lover .
Hi , I am Rose , a music lover from USA . I have a brother , Mark , who is also a music lover just like me .
I once read somewhere , "Who wears the crown , bears the crown " . Meaning every actions of ours come with responsibilities and consequences. And I am one of those so called lucky readers who could experience the theory in real life.
I bore the weight of my crown .
It was autumn and I was just sitting in my room, laying down on a couch out of boredom . Soon, my mom came and asked me “Rose,is your teacher coming today or not?" I was blank . I remembered , our home tutor , who was like my brother to me had started ingnoring me since last few days.
" uhm , I have no idea mom . Maybe he won't " I replied in confused tone .
Last Friday , I gave him written Diary where i expressed what he meant to me and a framed cup with his photo and its not illegal to regard someone a brother, right? But after that day we started to get distant.
And everything between us changed.
Soon he stopped tutoring us without a single notice and a valid reason. He even cut off contact with my family. It broke my heart .
I was deeply sad and disappointed so I opened YouTube and played a song, found in my recommendation.
"Main rahoon ya na rahoon".
The song was kind of relatable to mine story. The song described my lingering feelings for him . I felt like commenting about my story . So I left a comment . After somedays my comment blew up . On the list of reply I found one having similar story to mine .
ID – (James ) had replied on my comment writing about their similar story. And I started to discuss with them on the topic . After taking for sometime I came to know that james was a girl. To my surprise , we were strangely vibing . I never felt like that before while chating online to a person whom I just met. It felt like we have know eachother for a long time. Soon , we decided to become friends. But we decided to keep our privacy as we were chatting publicly.
Just a rough sketch of her face on my mind, with an imaginary name and when she became a special person to me I never knew.
Just leaving a reply on he comment section was now my new habit. Every day, I used to wait for her reply and when she would reply then my happiness at that moment would be beyond anyone’s imagination . We chatted for nearly a week without knowing eachothers name.We instantly bonded so close that we never felt the need of sharing our names. Strange right ? I know .
And one day, we decided to share things about ourselves and delete the comment. And sameday , I wanted to add her on my insta but to my badluck she didn't used any SNS platforms .
It was then when I introduced myself to her and she introduced herself to me.
'Gurbaksh Kaur' was probably a new name for me, who is American. So, I googled the name.
'Gurbaksh' - Gift of god
'Kaur' - Princess
'Gurbaksh Kaur' - God gifted princess
Her name itself discribes so much about her . Just like her name she was kind like a princess with immense talent within her .
Day after day , I became so indulged in her that I couldn't imagine my life without her .
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