Rain drops on my face, pitter patter of the rain in synchrony,A voice trying to come out to freely sing the songs buried in the heart,
Memories, thoughts and a smile on my face...
And I feel all this, sitting inside my a/c office and 40 degrees Celsius outside...mad, am I?
What music can do to you---from modern Bengali OSTs to the myriad renditions of Rabindra sangeet...
I want to sing again---freely, without worrying about the notes, people staring at me... open my heart and let all the notes flow from inside...
The power of music and its ties is too strong in me to let go. I have lived with it, through it, beside it...it is a part of me that has helped me overcome my sorrows, trepidations, angst. It has shown me the light, when I could only see dark around me.
I have sung my way and I wish to continue with the same spirit...music in my mind and heart...
