I love music. But then, I find nowadays more than before that there are limits to my listening time. Today, I was sitting in my friend's room and she was listening to the saxophone. It was played well ofcourse by a known person, Kadri Gopalnath. But, somehow, I couldn't appreciate the music. It sounded more like noise than anything else. I found myself wondering what was wrong, because it was a different experience. It was like noise reflecting off a wall. That's exactly it. Today, I understood the meaning of the phrase. I just didn't want it to go into my ear.
Maybe it was the mood. I was in the mood for research and maybe quiet was what I wanted. But then, we were all talking over dinner. So, it was not totally quiet too. Today I realized that I could be music deaf - deaf to certain kind of music maybe(like I am with heavy metal, when I run away, far away). And it was a strange experience.