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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.

Hello!

how healthy

..is talking(literally)? I talk...at times, talk a lot....

I might be good at it but there comes a point when i start blabbering for the sake of it...

i can stay quiet for hours and days on my will(infact there was a stretch of 5 days when i hadnt spoken a word!) but most of the time there is a strange urge to voice my thoughts or no-thoughts too...

talking infact refreshes my own desicions,likes and dislikes etc when i listen to my own words...

But somewhere i compromise on being a great listener...

Is there a way to regulate and balance the effect? ___________________________________________________________________________________

Or is this a mere aspect of being self-obsessed! ;)

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