Singing

Singing is practise. Voice is inborn. This is very important knowledge.
Singing can be done by concentrating on body parts. This way one can become aware of the seven notes. It is probably the kundalini awakening from Anahat naad. So the yogis may say.
I consider myself as a singer and dafli player. Both at the same time. It is only a pass time hobby.
Does singing give peace? I do not wish to answer this. I want to develop understanding.

 

Myself, Dafli and the Indian Rail

India is very vast. One will realise when one goes in a rail from one corner to another.
During my school days I was a big fan of R D Burman. He was the best. Lamikant-Pyarelal, Kalyanji-Anandji gave occassional hits.
The journey/life in Coimbatore for engineering was an experience cherished by me. There was freedom to learn. And freedom to like what one wants. When one travels in a train for such a long journey, one is compelled to adjust to the food. Because of hunger. But memories? Love for music?
This posting is about my views on public. The common man. The person in the road with his ears plugged to radio.