My Written Thoughts

Here I am again. Happy with a newly written song titled Iris . Just to be clear, this song is meant for both my son and daughter despite the title which resembles my daughter's name, Airis. Of course the inspiration came strong amidst the birth of my daughter, and that I honestly can't find another cool title for it, but I'm happy to admit that this song is especially dedicated to both children. So this song was composed by me, each and every instrument was played by me, sung by me and the lyrics were written by me as well. I think it's safe to say now that I will now embark on this musical journey by myself. Composing music and having them recorded as a hobby as I called it, will now be and have been for quite some time a lone venture. I guess I can't say I didn't see it coming. All this while I had my former schoolmate and good friend, Epul by my side making music together but all in all, it wasn't meant to last. I used to tell him that I am more than

As sure as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, so is my untimely entry to this blog. I know I'm sure to post something here, but I never know when. Wait, I don't see how that relates, but yeah. As long as I can pointlessly mumble about whatever nonsense that comes through my mind, I'll keep on going. So what's new? Let's see, I'm scheduled to record my next song next week. It's about my daughter and son. I'm still trying to come up with a title. I had just got back from a company trip to Bali. My daughter is 7 months old now. And get this, two days ago my wife found out that she might be pregnant again! We are yet to do some further checking at a clinic to confirm this. But how surer can you get, right? I have to admit, I was very shocked in disbelief at first. This wasn't planned for, and I honestly didn't think it was possible that she could get pregnant again this quick. My wife kinda turned away in disappointment seeing my reacti

21 st of March 2014 marks the birth of my daughter. She was born at Sungai Buloh Hospital at around 6.30pm. My wife was in labour since the night before, at 3am. Last year was the big moment when she found out she was pregnant. After having herself tested with a pregnancy test and further confirming it at a clinic, she was already 10 weeks pregnant! So the pregnant months were interesting. We went for check-ups, scanning, keeping track of the baby’s progress and stuff like that. And when the time came, I am glad to say I was there, in the labour room with her, holding her hand and gave her support. It’s true what they say. Giving birth is extremely painful. I can tell by the way my wife held my hand, squeezing it tightly on every push she made. Tears were running out of her eyes. Her whole face became red due to the hard pushes she made. Even her eyes seemed like they were bleeding. Her lips were dry and pale. And just about the time she was about to give up out of pain and exhau

                                                     I had recently recorded a brand new song at BOM Productions called “Suicide Sunday”. I wrote this one myself. It’s about a somewhat mentally challenged man who feels hatred towards everyone else and feels that the world is not a safe place to be in, and he himself feels like hurting someone. Though the words were meant to be more to fictitious than fact, I personally feel I can relate to it at a certain point of view. Especially during my teenage years, this was how I felt at some point when I became upset or depressed. Well I’m not mentally challenged or anything like that, don’t get me wrong. It just feels right to form together words that some people might be able to relate to. Isn’t that what song writing is all about? Anyhow, this was the second song I recorded alone, without Epul or the band members. I was thinking about trying out new concepts and since this was also an experiment in my head, I thought it would be bes