So it turned out there was some kind of miscommunication about my potential violin teacher. She thought I wanted to learn singing. And I thought she taught the violin. After a 40 min drive to her house, we both realized something was not quite right. Well, at least it wasn't a complete waste of time. Through her, I managed to get the phone number of somebody else who was supposed to be a violin tutor.
I've been very specific about my search for a violin guru. I wanted to learn classical carnatic music. Not western, not hindustani, only carnatic. And its hard to get started on violin classes if you are so picky. Its taken me half a year of intense searching, that culminated to one phone number.
Turns out I hit the jack pot! This teacher is completely worth it. He is worth the wait, worth the long drive, worth the fees, worth the pain in my right arm, worth the peeling skin on the tips of my fingers, worth spending an hour each day practicing. Bottom line, he is so much better than what I had imagined him to be.
Yes, I have to start from scratch... all over again. Its going to take me a long long time to reach the place where I left off. But thats alright. As long as I learn music the way its supposed to be learnt, its alright if it takes time.
Usually stuff like finding tutors for your musical interests is something that your parents do for you when you ask them to. And thats how its always been for me. But this time, for the first time I found my own violin tutor and arranged for everything by myself. I drive myself to classes, take care of my own practice, pay for my own fees etc. I feel so grown up!!!!
Thank God I had that initial miscommunication! Otherwise by now I would have settled for something less! :D :D :D
(One man's pudding is another man's poison. My happiness is my room mate's sorrow :P :P :P Well, not really, I practice in lab after everybody has left for the day so she is spared till I get better at music!)