The music as it flows into ears, puts into a slumber where eyes are awake; but the mind has taken a leap into memories.
Memories unfold, as if someone has played a movie on VHS; and characters have started their play, some good and some bad.
I don’t see myself, but I see I lived those moments; having whirled and danced on the tunes as if somebody made me do so.
Each track on the playlist, bears a story of its own; stories that I wanted to write my way but were re-tailored by the destiny.
