There are so many firsts in life and I have just experienced one of them. A real life rock concert which to my surprise I really enjoyed. Rock to me has always signified men with long dirty hair wearing really dirty tshirts, singing incomprehensible songs at the top of their voices, played at full volume by people who use fuck as every second word in any sentence.
So when my friend dragged me to attend this final concert of xpressions, which by the way is our college fest, currently going on, I reluctantly agreed. And I was pleasantly surprised that I really enjoyed the music (which I had never really thought of in that sense before). The band was Pentagram, an obscure Indian rock band to me at least. But soemthign about the music caught and held me. It was an indescribable feeling, the way I felt listening to the music. Who knows maybe I might end up as a die-hard fan of hard rock