I am going through a bad time now. Financially I am a little crippled, I had some issues with health, and I am shifting to a new room since my room mate has moved out. I have a lot of things to sort out and phewwww!!!!
Life is hectic here and confusing and exhausting or me. I am going crazy over things. At the end of it all, I sit with my taanpura and practice one raga and all that has been painful vanishes like magic . . .
Sometimes I wonder what is so meaningful about music. I know now that the best thing about music is that it gels with your mindset and pampers you like you where its child. It cleanses you and fills you with spirit. In spite of thousands of problems, it gives you the strength to smile and fill the world with your positivism.
I gathered a few dry leaves from the yard near my room and took them to the balcony. I threw them against the wind and saw it float and fly in the sky. I was mesmerized with its beauty and élan. As the zephyr continued to engulf me in its mysticism I walked through the balcony reading in my mind the poems of Neruda.
With all the fun and frolic in my life, with all the philosophy and love that engraves in me, there is still something missing. Something magnificent and something beautiful called love is missing. I wish I could be in love. I wish I could have been loved and I wish love had added wings to my otherwise sober life. I wish I had experienced that few moments of ecstasy in pure love. Gosh! May be I am asking or too much! Anyways I am still positive I will find true love in my life. in what form and when? . . I have absolutely no clue.
Not an issue, I still have music and with that I can achieve quite a flight.
Life is hectic here and confusing and exhausting or me. I am going crazy over things. At the end of it all, I sit with my taanpura and practice one raga and all that has been painful vanishes like magic . . .
Sometimes I wonder what is so meaningful about music. I know now that the best thing about music is that it gels with your mindset and pampers you like you where its child. It cleanses you and fills you with spirit. In spite of thousands of problems, it gives you the strength to smile and fill the world with your positivism.
I gathered a few dry leaves from the yard near my room and took them to the balcony. I threw them against the wind and saw it float and fly in the sky. I was mesmerized with its beauty and élan. As the zephyr continued to engulf me in its mysticism I walked through the balcony reading in my mind the poems of Neruda.
With all the fun and frolic in my life, with all the philosophy and love that engraves in me, there is still something missing. Something magnificent and something beautiful called love is missing. I wish I could be in love. I wish I could have been loved and I wish love had added wings to my otherwise sober life. I wish I had experienced that few moments of ecstasy in pure love. Gosh! May be I am asking or too much! Anyways I am still positive I will find true love in my life. in what form and when? . . I have absolutely no clue.
Not an issue, I still have music and with that I can achieve quite a flight.
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