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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.


Picking up lose beads

Picking up from a maite (mate) and journal-ist's blog , i am a bit triggered to chart my own activities which might be of least interest to the readers...

Yesterday, was in my company's CAB when a very bubbly colleague of mine was talking about how efficient she felt cooking her breakfast and lunch for her guy and making it in time for work. I very nicely broke all the thrill and did a humble crime of impulsively reacting "Oh, i do that everyday!"
Damn-ness , was that needed? But i had no intentions of putting people off..all that was running in my head was..I don't see it as being efficient anymore..I see it as losing convenience.

I am doing a lot of things at the same time : Working at odd places doing things which at this stage, i might have never wanted to. Trying to get off with the assignments which may or may not please anyone! Waiting for sleep to strike after an annoying day almost every time.

I did all this to find the best way to express myself (pointing to the course) but it's not happening the way i designed it in my head. Reality bites! At times i even remorse for what i have become but then, life goes on! I do find occasional chances to talk but it is not exactly the same as communication...

I had been looking for a fun flat-mate to move in with all these months but things rarely happen according to your thoughts.I moved house for an expensive but saner place to live and found a humble lady who likes to take care of the house and me at the same time. She is not the person i would have been excited about but i find the warmth very comforting at this stage. It makes me smile at times.

On the course, gave a small presentation for a campaign i developed, but at the end of it, i think my ideas lack clarity still. I am fearing flunking in one of the subjects as well! There are people who do a lot of interesting work but the bored me can rarely come up with a cutting-edge idea.  Also, the following week is going to be the busiest week ever. Then, some things lined up (hoping hard, it goes the way it looks!)

Hmmm...oh yes, in between the ass(paining)ignments, i bumped into some 4 varieties of beers : Victoria Bitter, Carlton Draught , XXXX and ...still,  Heineken Rocks! Plan to try one beer variety every week.

Errr...I thought i was in a fairly happy state of mind to blog...! Whew!