Discovered marcel khalifa. am unable to understand the words but the pain in the voice comes across as urgent, earnest. My Arabic friends worship him, so the interest in him and the oudh. The oudh sounds like the spanish guitar with no bass, and arabic when sung sounds plaintive like in a perpetual moan. Quite a soul stirring combination.
Been craving home quite a bit. So the triveni festival came as a blessing. Two days of indian classical music was just what i needed. Never had Indian classical in that kind of a dose. was liberating, really enjoyed the feeling of being transported to a mughal durbar.
and the rut continues, maybe it is the combination of too much time, impending applications and feeling friendless. I so hate seasons, wet and hot is what I like. All this fluctuation in messing with my mind.
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