The Saint with the guitar

He laid his hands on the guitar...he felt the same elan which he felt when he first touched it...music has always been his companion..music is with him when hes happy...music is with him when hes sad...he started playing his favourite song with his eyes closed ... '' Life goes on...goes on...goes on winding....'' .. it was a hot day...the sun rose up and people are virtually  running for thier offices..some cursing thier works..watching those he said to himself...and sang a song   '' love what u do...leave what u hate'' ..  its a busy newyork street...he used to sit there in the morning a bit away from the traffic post and used to play his guitar...he plays it in the metro station in the evenings..he used to write his own songs...love was his teacher...lyrics came from his life...the main thing is hes happy with his life..hes in his mid 40's...his dad gave him his first guitar...the first guitar which his dad used to play for his mother when shes a pregnant...he used to play for his college band...he felt he and music are intertwined...he gambled with his life...changed professions...acted on instinct...now here he is doing the thing which he likes most...playing his guitar...in his college he used to play it for his girl friend...later in his profession he used to play it to kill his loneliness...love was the word he didnt understand until this time...may be thats why it taught him valuble lessons...lessons about compromise...lessons of sacrifice...lessons regarding life...he used to play until he felt hungry...collecting the money gathered around him...he used to eat and retured to his favourite position to lay his fingers on the strings...he used to sleep wherever he wants to...he lived his life with content which many lack..although they possess many than this destituted guitar player...he had everything once...love..cars..money..friends everything which we think will keep one happy.... it didnt take him long to understand that those material things are evanescent...he had his lowest ebbs in life...it dragged him down to earth...but he never gave up...he came back like a phoenix...but thats not what he wanted...he just dont want to end up a loser...so he came back to the top..and left it...donated all his property to orphanages...he gave up his monetary inclined girlfriend .... who called him a loser....he smiled and said '' whos is the loser !! ?? ... some are not blessed with somethings...he never experienced true love...and he thought without true love this life seems obscure...so he picked this out...which made him forget about love...which made him happier...so..he just took his guitar which he used to play for his college band...and there he is now...playing cheerfully his another experience turned into song '' Beautiful women come with success '' ...a symbol of noesis...a saint among commuting people...he will play and play until he dies.....with the wooden instrument in his hand....coz....music is with him when hes born.....music will be with him when he dies......