Voice! A powerful tool to communicate our thoughts and our personality with the world. So, this blog is to cherish my distinct voice blending with a spoon of fun.
Have you ever run to the living room, when someone’s watching TV, wondering if you heard that voice of an actor before? Or it sounds so familiar that you keep trying to recall the name of the movie.
It happens to me all the time. It is probably because, along with the physical appearance, voice plays a significant role in identifying or remembering a person or a situation. Our minds associate the voice with physical features and imprint as a memory. Speaking of that, I have an extremely low-pitch, deep, and raspy voice, which is very uncommon for a girl. Life with an unusual voice can be pretty exciting and challenging at the same time. So, this blog is a humorous take on the services rendered by my baritone voice. I was not much aware of it until the end of schooling, to be honest until people in my life pointed at how my voice stands out. That's when I began to notice the contrast. The funniest is when someone asks, 'has anyone ever told you that you have a voice that sounds exactly like the noise made by a can of stones?' Well, yeah! A lot of my friends did. Ha-ha.
Ever and anon, I wonder why my voice sounds more like Michael Clarke Duncan. I cannot sing or make a prank call to anyone. Usually, girls with deep voices come in 2 flavors, either sexy or intimidating. I can relate to the latter one a bit more because a lot of my friends when first met me, felt I was scary. I secretly relish that sometimes though <insert evil emoji>. My baritone flavored voice makes me funnily devilish.
I can sing pretty well but, the problem is with the audience you see. They feel sick quickly. (According to few of my friends, the last thing a person on a deathbed or a healthy being for that matter, would wish is to hear me sing). Ironic!
Though, at times, it gets me into some funny problems. In schooling, when I try to report bullying before the authority (to which I was a victim surprisingly), my voice would make me look like the culprit. Come on! It's hard to believe when I speak in a wonderfully thick voice. I don’t remember at least one instance of a customer care agent addressing me as Mam. By default, all the customer calls will start with sir, while some of them eventually realize that it is not an exorcist who's speaking and apologize. The amusing part is when most of them do not realize throughout or wait, do they realize but continue talking to me in a perplexed state? (Aap chronology samajhiye?). My voice makes me giggle, recollecting those countless funny situations.
Jokes aside, there came a stage in my life where I started to understand my voice. It got me some amazing friends. Deeper voices usually come across sounding as eloquent and bold. My contralto voice helped me negotiate successfully through many tough situations. At the end of the day, my voice makes me complete. It stands with me in my highs and lows. Even in the fragile moments, my voice would never make me sound like one. It has always presented me as a strong and brave woman, and I am grateful for that. It is a priceless gift I can ever have, and this blog is to celebrate its uniqueness. Now, what is the unique feature that makes you stand out? Find out if you haven't already and embrace it because it is what makes you precious.
Cheers,
Chandana
Nice one!
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