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Music is a joyful feeling. Music is never sad, I mean by the tune, not the lyrics. You shouldn't enjoy music looking at the pictures and lyrics. You enjoy the tune. 

Music is treasure. And if we hear music, we'll have pleasure. Music is of different types - Pop, classics, rock and melody. My favorites are classics and pop. I like rock music to a little extent. 

Sometimes music makes us think a lot, makes us cry in sadness,makes us dance and makes us happy too. Music is always free. It is always the winner. 

I like to play the Violin. Sarali and Jantai Varisaigal are some of my favorite classics. 

Western music is good too.  "Can't stop the feeling" is a song from the movie "Trolls" which is pop and western music. "Roar" by Katy Perry is just an album. It's western and pop. 

Kannanae Kannae is a song from the Tamil movie "Viswasam" and is film music and gives importance to Raga. Maitreem Bhajatha is a song on god and is classical music. 

Music is my guide. I love music. Music is my life!💖💖🎧🎧


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  1. True shriyandhaa.Good music as you said tune reaches our soul and makes us happy. For Lord Krishna's flute even animals become calm says Bhagavad purana .iam so happy to see that music is your life.
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