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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.


my broken back

tells the story when was the last time i overloaded myself...may b i do that everyday...hmm...chuck..lemme come to d point..

had to pack stuff nd send it to my home in up lil late..ran to the nearest store..grabbed the biggest carton...its funny these people call it CARTOON [:D]

came home running....started putting everything..books, gifts, my electronic tanbura and all other random items...somehow tapped it all..nicely done (proudly presenting the local movers and packers!)

now started calling people..i needed atleast one person to be with me to handle this..but as fate would have it..some were not reachable and others were taking their saturday morning nap ignored the tinkling rings..

nyway.. i cycle down to the auto stand and get d rick..get my cartons , load them..and load my CYCLE (my 15 geared monster!) and myself into d vehicle..and lo we speed to d station...

got down..nd just when i thot i gotta gud rick guy...i picked up a bg fight wid d man..when he was trying to extort obscene amount of money..

somehow handled that and went to the parcel office with my stuff...nd dere people had their own style of thrashing ur brains...extra packing required...charges extra...i agree to that.. but d packers needed some training from me....have a real hard time getting d guy to pack my stuff decently....but they became too nagiing at one point of time...

just when its done..d booking was closed for lunch..and i was to wait till 4 pm to finish the process...I WAS DEAD WITH DUST-SNIFFING..UNTIMELY COLD...ND HADNT HAD ANYTHING FOR state was indescribable...just when i thot of calling one of my cell balance went low...sms barred..


i spend an hour at the nearest eating joit after getting my cycle parked...rush to d booking office to get my parcel booked...during that time , an old uncle was giving spelling instructions to fill the form...

nd here he goes spelling .. likho ek cartoon...'C.A.R.T.O.O.N' and with the sincerity he was spelling it, he can right a customised dictionary..wasnt in a state to laugh just smiled @ d humor life has to offer every second!!

when d job was done.. i finally sighed..picked up my bicycle nd started searching for a rick...dis time i pick one, after talking about the luggage charges..surprisingly he asks for 5 bucks...

hmm...d ride begins..nd d rick guy starts a small convo..asking bout where d cycle has been bought frm nd stuff...nd d convo becomes pretty interesting..

The rick guy is graduate with BSc(chemistry)..had worked for 4 years..when he got bored and picked up a rick to drive....ND HE LOVES DOING WHAT HE IS!!

he says...'i just dont stop'...whenever he gets a passenger, he picks and drops dem...lse he keeps moving!!!

interesting...d guy relaxed me after a hard day.... nd i get a discount of 1 buck!!!! [:D]


despite ...I WAS A DEAD MEAT!!