John Samuel
Music makes memories intimate.
Rekindles nostalgia,
Of unfolding worlds within,
And beyond.
Music makes a magic,
Of the breeze deep within.
A Raga of Bhimsen Joshi
Stirs up the intimate worlds.
And the gush of youthful memories..
Of Sawai Gandharv
Of festivals.
Of moonlit nights,
Of motorcycle rides..
Of a tree...in a starry night
Smell of a winter.
Anticipating a spring.
Discovering
Everyday – sunrise, noon, evenings and moon
Smell of burgi at GaneshKhind.
A fountain in a circle,
Days of sunny drizzle..
Of Music, Cinema, Poetry, Politics
And Love.
Getting Lost
Rediscovering again and again
Learning new pathways.
The raga of a dawn
Makes me smile.
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