CHAPTER 9 - STRINGS OF RESILIENCE

 

From an early age, I was taught to use my time wisely and kept myself engaged with music, Bharatanatyam, and academics throughout the day.

As a child, I was exposed to music through my mother, a vocal teacher, and naturally became a skilled singer by age 9, but a vocal cord injury forced me to give up singing and shift my focus to the Veena. After learning basic veena from my mother, I got the opportunity to train under a renowned guru and earned a government scholarship. After my scholarship ended, I began teaching Veena alongside my engineering studies to help cover my tuition fees.I was driven by passion and was excelling in prestigious competitions.


I moved to a new town after marriage, where playing veena continued to be a constant in my life. Although I had not planned my future in detail, I soon realized that a quiet domestic life did not suit me—I craved for more. I went back to books and studied hard to add qualifications like M.B.A & M.Sc relevant to pursue a teaching career. A new chapter began where I balanced roles as a lecturer, musician, homemaker, wife, and mother. It wasn’t a burden; these were choices that I had made. My days were full, and so was my life.


That was definitely a different chapter of my life, and now I find myself in a new phase—navigating circumstances I did not choose, but face I must, nonetheless.


Progress takes time. I am confident things will improve. Some skills return easily, others with effort—but I’m working hard to regain my abilities, encouraged by those who recognize my resilience. My motto: “Keep trying till you achieve” “ MaraLi Yathnava Maadu”- D.V.Gundappa.


I practice deep gratitude for every small movement my body regains and often wonder if infants feel the same joy when they learn new skills, as I do in relearning skills! 


”I have ‘miles and miles to go before I sleep’’ - Robert Frost.


Acknowledgments:

I would like to acknowledge the help provided by my son in recalling many incidents, and my daughter for being by my side all along and inspiring me to write this blog. I owe my gratitude to my sister for taking time off her busy schedule, understanding my sentiment behind this blog, and most importantly, being my blog editor.

Comments

  1. UmanathAugust 4, 2025 at 2:19 AM

    Excellent blog! it is not the ordeal that the person faced but the challange she has taken to regain her original self, is amazing.... God bless such wonderful souls

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  2. Vidya P.V.August 14, 2025 at 4:36 AM

    Sangeeta, read all the chapters at one go.
    I salute your fighting spirit, resilience. You are a HERO in its truest sense. Applaud the encouragement given by your near and dear ones..

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  3. SangoikaAugust 19, 2025 at 8:55 PM

    Thank you Vidya

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