Here Music Writes.....
To My Love, Anywhere In This Planet Hello Dear, I know it is finally summer there in your place. The sun is shining rather brightly and its rays are gliding in gently through the window panes. Spells of shower are coming and going; sudden arrival of strong winds cannot be written off. I see that you are taking sips of tea, looking through the window and a mood is slowly kicking in. Though moods are dimensionless and therefore very hard to measure, but they cannot be expressionless. Can moods be analog and follow a curve, go from up to down, then to up and then to down and so on? I believe moods can be like that. It can be graphical only if it is under my influence. I imagine myself to be an efficient engine that runs day in and day out, emits enough d...