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!
In between the fakeness of existence...one moment of pure joy...nd the heart hops!
Woke up
..to the dimness of rays
. the grayness of clouds
..the drizzles long awaited
and the hope unhoped!!!
Smiled to..
.. mom's wet secret garden
..dad's rare tunes
..and the little cup of hot filter coffee!
I am loving it.... :)
