Melomaniac/Melómano- A lover of music.
Seconds tick away…You just can’t tarry a bit, anymore. You need that little swash of music in your heart’s shore to carry on with the day. Bienvenido, my fellow melomaniac!
The feelings of a music lover are extremely delicate than you can ever think. For them, music is much more than hearing--it’s a matter of emotions that dive deep down in your heart, and get transported to your mind to create the so-called chimerical illusions. A music maniac like me lives the song, breathes the essence, taps to the beats, delves into harmonics and ruminates over the lyric. My own orchestral world is just created and I find myself teleported happily.
As a melómano, I need my dozes of music to function well for the day. Being my morning medicine, travel-time companion, healer of maudlin, music is such a protean thing that’s extant. My heart reaches out to music, the minute it feels lonely. My sleep seeks its arrival only if it receives a warm welcome from music. Music refills the enervated energy, peace and happiness of my soul.
Being a melomaniac, you just can’t resist from listening to songs. The urge to listen to your favorite song that very moment, the excitement when a new song gets released, the glow in your eyes when you discover something about music are all the telltale signs of your music madness. Music is much more than what I can express through words. A day went without listening to music is like the meal you’ve skipped, and you constantly get the feeling of incompleteness. A touch of sanctity, warmth of melody, the beats synonymous with your lub-dub, affection of tunes, the fondness of ragas--every form of music is so pristine and immaculate.
As a music aficionado, I find solace, bliss and satisfaction in one sole thing and that’s listening to, or rather, living with music. My world, my music.