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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!

Zither ka Zikar

Many, many years ago, when I was a child I had a dream; (Who doesn't?) To collect, amass, own, possess; (So what?)

To play, to make, to do, to share; (ok, what's your point?)

And put it all on display; (Aren't you a show-off?)

Just for me to see, me to think, me to smile and me to get carried away.

__________Yes, that alter-ego that never had a childhood, finally gave up._____________

I wished to create a room full of instruments of music. And now, I have a violin, a piano, a keyboard, a tuning fork (ha!) and because of my new music teacher - an autoharp. Furthermore, I hadn't expected this Zither to become my favorite play thing. It sounds wonderful and doesn't demand much talent. I can just strum through it while I sing my songs.

Welcome you beautiful!

For those who are lost because of the title, it translates to 'About a Zither'.

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