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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.


Not a butterfly

"I think we look like a butterfly when asleep." He said.

"What? No!" She said.

"My head's there, your butt is here and we are curled onto our own sides. Of course, we look like a butterfly."

She picked up her brush, sat in front of the canvas and spent over 45 days, to create a theorem.


"Hence proved!" She said.

"Butterfly!" He said.

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