I suddenly remembered that when I was much younger, I used to talk to my hands in my brain. Each hand had a unique personality of its own. My right hand was the smart, swift, agile, adaptable, but unstable kind (that is if i correct a technique on the day itself it would work but the next day when i return back its back to square one). My left hand was the slow, steady, slightly retarded, strong one.
I've always believed that the music one plays out reflects what kind of personality we are. otherwise why would everyone have a different style? so i guess as a musician its even more difficult to hide what we really are in a sense? maybe, maybe. haha a genuine performance from deep inside is always the best.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
:)
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