I was just 5 years old when I got my first guitar. As I had a guitar I was longing to learn how to play it. Every day I would sit with my guitar and just wonder when I will start learning it. One day, I had gone to a concert. Over there, instead of listening to music, I was wondering wether that teacher could teach me guitar. When he played, it looked as if the masters of the master is playing. After the concert was over I went to him and asked if he could teach me how to play guitar or not. Fortunately, he said yes! Now, for the past six years he has been teaching me guitar; and because of him I have also become a great guitar player. This was one of my real stories. Please share yours in comments below. 😇😇
Yesterday, I started blogging with one of my accounts which I had created recently. However, when I had written quite a few blogs my account was not working properly. Hence, now I have created a new a new account today and I am writing with it. 🤩🥳😅
Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.— Oscar Wilde.
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