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I commute to office by train and it takes around 2 hours to reach Tambaram (where my office is) from Ambattur (where my home is). I kill the time either listening to music or reading a book. One fine evening, on my way to office, as usual was listening to songs on radio. The train was not much crowded and I got myslef a corner seat. I usually have the habit of singing songs when I commute by train. 
Getting myslef seated in the corner, I started singing with great fervor and was facing the window all the while. I did not want others to spot me singing.
Few minutes passed and I was at peak singing along with Hariharan. Radio mirchi was airing anbae anbae from Jeans which happens to be one of Hariharan’s best and I was really into it. The train had stopped for signal which I had not noticed. There was a pat on my shoulder and I turned around to see a elderly passenger trying to convey something to me. Took my headphones off to hear him. (original conversation was in tamil).
Old Man : ” thambi! what’s your problem? Is there anyway I can help you with? I have been watching you from the park station and you have been trying to do something with your headphones on. Please do consider other people travelling with you.”
Me : “%*@$$##!!!” 
Off he went in the next station. I had a strong feeling that the other passengers were smirking at me. Switched the radio off and continued my journey quietly.
Next evening I was at home surfing channels. Airtel super singer aired on Vijay TV, hosted by Chinmayi, caught my attention. A good programme to search for voice talent. The winner gets a chance to sing in Harris Jeyaraj’s (a well known music director) tamil flick. Hopes of me becoming a super singer started glimmering again! When I told the above incident to one of my friends, she said that certain people and certain things in the world can never be changed and I am one of them. I asked her the following question and got a great response.
Me : Hey! Can I become a super singer?
She : God only knows!
hehe! 
hey there, i was just attracted to the way you wrote..you got quite an impressive command of english..from india?
Hey Shalini! Thanks for the comment. I am from Chennai, India. I am happy to see that my English has attracted you. By the by, I am not too good at written English. Got yourself a blog?
Since childhood you have always dreamt about being a very good singer only in the bathroom though — never imagined your fame spreads even in the train
Hahahaha really funny. After a long time you did justice to your mission statement.
Dont lose hope. Keep singing. Why dont you record your song and send it to harris jeyaraj? But make sure you listen to it before sending.
As they say, many people stopped singing after the invention of tape recorder…. when they played their own recorded songs.
Btw it took some time to figure out how to post the comment. it said answer the question and it was simply not showing any question.
I just tried clicking on the link “change” and the form appaeared where my name, mail, website and the question is asked.
Try to fix the issue
Umesh! I am a good singer. Ask Gayu and Balaji. They may contradict my statement due to jealousy. Anyway, Balaji pointed out that comment thingy! Will work on it. Thanks for pointing it out.
hahahaha…….I really like the way u narrate things…..