"Follow your inner moonlight; do not hide the madness" -- Allen Ginsberg
Growing up, songwriting has been a wonderful medium for self-expression and therapeutic catharsis for me, especially when the going gets rough. Scribbled away in journals, I see all my songs as tiny time capsules that capture rawness, honesty and vulnerability. As a whole, they represent different facets of who I am as a person. Many of them are still in their rough forms, but regardless - little treasures that I open up, sometimes, to sing when I am feeling particularly nostalgic.
I feel nostalgic quite often. About people and places that have come and gone. Without a doubt, moving around has been such a privilege in so many ways, but the flip side of the coin is that, every so often, it does feel weightless...almost rootless to have no home. With time though, I have learnt to ground myself in the connections that I have made, of people that I have been so fortunate to cross paths with. May it be strangers to family, I have been able to find refuge in the sparks of these meaningful interactions, even if temporary.
"Home Sweet Home" is my first ever recorded song. It speaks of the comfort, longing and safety of finding home in another, and not from a geographical, physical location. Although not perfect, I feel blessed for being able to share this part of me with you.