A Little Story About My Love for Singing
The Journey of My Singing: From Childhood Joy to Motherhood Comfort
Music has accompanied me through many stages of life—from cheerful childhood melodies to the lullabies I now sing as a mother. In this article, I simply want to share a piece of my journey and how something as simple as a song has stayed with me all along.
A Musical Childhood
Singing has been in my life for as long as I can remember. As a child, I used to sing around the house just for fun. During my teenage years, I often found myself singing or humming while showering — not as a habit, but simply because I enjoyed it. I loved listening to songs on the radio or watching music programs on TV. At that time, I was especially drawn to fast and energetic songs that lifted my mood and made me feel happy.
How My Taste in Music Changed
As I grew older, the kind of music I liked started to change. These days, I prefer listening to soft, melodious songs, classical music, or spiritual tracks. I also enjoy calming background music like Zen sounds or even the gentle chirping of birds, especially while working. This kind of music helps me stay relaxed and focused.
Trying to Learn Music
During my teenage years, I tried learning Carnatic music. But honestly, I struggled with confidence. I used to think my voice wasn’t good enough, and I felt too shy to sing loudly. My teacher encouraged me to sing with more strength, but I found it hard. After a while, I stopped going to class — partly because of this, and also due to some personal reasons. Even though I didn’t continue, the love for singing stayed in my heart.
A Small Turning Point
Things changed a little during my college days. At a welcome party, each student was asked to sing something. To my surprise, I sang with confidence! I think it helped that everyone else was also doing it, so I didn’t feel nervous. That small moment gave me a bit more courage and helped me overcome some of the shyness I had felt before.
Singing Through Motherhood
After getting married and becoming a mom, singing took on a whole new meaning. When my son was born, I naturally started singing to him — while playing, during car rides, and especially at bedtime. It became a lovely way to bond with him. Sometimes, my throat would get sore from singing too much, so I’d play nursery rhymes for him instead. He enjoyed both — my singing and the songs from the speaker.
Later, when my daughter was born, the tradition continued. She also loved being sung to, especially before bed. She was more into YouTube nursery rhymes, but I often sang along or took over, and she seemed to enjoy both. If she woke up crying or didn’t want to sit in her pram during walks, I would sing to her — and she’d calm down right away. Singing really helped comfort her.
Each of my kids reacted differently, but in their own ways, both found peace and joy in music.
More Than Just a Voice
Though I’ve never considered myself a great singer, music has always been a source of joy and emotional connection in my life. What began as a childhood pastime has grown into a deeply personal expression of love—one that continues to resonate throughout my journey as a mother and as a person.
Singing may not be my profession, but it is a meaningful and enduring part of who I am. Thank you for taking the time to read a piece of my story. I’m not an expert—just someone sharing simple joys from everyday life. If you enjoyed this, stay tuned for more reflections in my upcoming articles. Your thoughts and feedback are always welcome!
Your engagement till the end is truly appreciated. Until next time, stay well and keep learning.
