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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!

Love aka Freedom

I can't write poems for her!

I cant express how much i love her......

Sometimes when i am spaced out (which is more often than not), i wonder what makes mothers? Specially, the ones like mine, who redefine their spirits, keep up the head to align with the ones they gave birth to!

Why do men lose out on sense of the world faster? Is it only my observation or is it how it goes?

Whatever, right at this hour, am overwhelmed with the thought of that woman who gave me all the freedom to be me and kept holding on to her children so nicely! And no, she aint the old mother, she is the cutest, chirpiest 50year old i have met and someone who lives life with as much curiosity as she might have lived at 18!

Belated b'day wishes ma! (6th Feb)

Am trying ma, real hard sometimes!

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