Balance (…and again…)

As a musician, one of my hardest tasks is to stay motivated. Easy tasks bore me, I always pick something that is on the fringe, only just in my reach, which requires much concentration and energy and the learning is slow. I suppose in any job there is tedium, but my inability to play aContinue reading “Balance (…and again…)”

Dreaming

My soul sister wants to record ‘Dreaming with a broken heart’, John Mayer. She is also presently obsessed with a male calf whom she has named Santosh (her sense of humour is exceedingly awkward, much like mine, except her’s is in Hindi and flourished with awful words that I am only just learning the meaningsContinue reading “Dreaming”

Ping Pong

An artist’s mind grows tired in a fixed state. I would broadly categorise two natures that we ping pong between, high and sober, or excited and not excited. One may derive either of these states through various means of course, both are equally important in the process of creation. One needs to be not excitedContinue reading “Ping Pong”

Tremor

The tremors have finally stopped. I am a reasonably poor eater, my father had bought me some incredibly disgusting tonic, to take every morning, to improve my appetite. That was when I first noticed the severity of the tremors. I knew I had them, but like all addicts I pretended they were not as harsh.Continue reading “Tremor”