My Intimidating Hobby

Working in the Government does have its benefits, one has time to pursue one's own interests. That's just a way of saying I have plenty of time to kill. That is after office hours and on weekends. Since i don't have any hobby in particular, I decided to cultivate one. After thinking for a while and listening to instrumental music, I zeroed in on Sitar. I researched the net and I found my guru, who is an accomplished Sitarist and nothing short of a virtuoso.
I sent him a mail and the next day I joined the classes. It started with some prayers and rituals which included things like beetle leaves, incense sticks etc.
We started and I got off to a good start. He lent me a sitar till i got my own.
That was a month ago. Now I am having a tough time, as things get melodious for him and difficult for me. Many a times, my guru remarked on my memory capacity, stating that I had a very poor memory. Adding salt to the wound, he stated that most of his other students learn much faster. It still got worse.In one session,to quote his own words he asked "you are an engineer right?". I realized my mistake was in the technique in which i play, he didn't observe the mistake, but i did after a self discovery. I started improving. But I still am having a very tough time. Playing the Sitar, one has to play the melody in his mind while his finger does the playing on the strings. That just isn't working out for me. I am not trying to write a sad story or some other such thing. I am used to it. And I am sure I'll overcome it.
I just had something new to write about.