Home Music Director Sid Sriram Instagram Photos and Posts January 2021 Sid Sriram Instagram - Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms seem to have lost their validity Many things don’t make sense right now, some things still do though Currents of love between family is powerful, deep and sensitive My father is strong my mother is proud my sister is insightful and I am me Irony in moderation is okay, I guess I miss conversations that are sincere and in earnest, flowing from a place of vulnerable conviction I still have them now, only less frequently and often times through technology They still feel magical, because love and grace can traverse any medium; they are without form But now, with less tangibles to associate these conversations with, they seem to be more easily forgotten I hold on tight though, write things down, infuse thoughts into sounds; time capsule of sorts she laughs when i tell jokes, they are not ironic, her laughter is pure The internet is strange, so are the times. Strange to the nth power, i wonder how the exponent will grow, for how long, and at what pace? The internet is strange because the human condition is so intensely complex every individual is their own spectrum of roaring waterfalls to lightly floating ships of clouds a factory that collects and reflects the depths of the human psyche, billions of participants a profound, abstract invisible sculpture of infinity in the sky Advaita, all is one peace is constant, tap in, tap in less distracted Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms have lost their validity Others do exist, it’s a wonder how we find them during our times of greatest need

Sid Sriram Instagram – Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms seem to have lost their validity Many things don’t make sense right now, some things still do though Currents of love between family is powerful, deep and sensitive My father is strong my mother is proud my sister is insightful and I am me Irony in moderation is okay, I guess I miss conversations that are sincere and in earnest, flowing from a place of vulnerable conviction I still have them now, only less frequently and often times through technology They still feel magical, because love and grace can traverse any medium; they are without form But now, with less tangibles to associate these conversations with, they seem to be more easily forgotten I hold on tight though, write things down, infuse thoughts into sounds; time capsule of sorts she laughs when i tell jokes, they are not ironic, her laughter is pure The internet is strange, so are the times. Strange to the nth power, i wonder how the exponent will grow, for how long, and at what pace? The internet is strange because the human condition is so intensely complex every individual is their own spectrum of roaring waterfalls to lightly floating ships of clouds a factory that collects and reflects the depths of the human psyche, billions of participants a profound, abstract invisible sculpture of infinity in the sky Advaita, all is one peace is constant, tap in, tap in less distracted Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms have lost their validity Others do exist, it’s a wonder how we find them during our times of greatest need

Sid Sriram Instagram - Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms seem to have lost their validity Many things don’t make sense right now, some things still do though Currents of love between family is powerful, deep and sensitive My father is strong my mother is proud my sister is insightful and I am me Irony in moderation is okay, I guess I miss conversations that are sincere and in earnest, flowing from a place of vulnerable conviction I still have them now, only less frequently and often times through technology They still feel magical, because love and grace can traverse any medium; they are without form But now, with less tangibles to associate these conversations with, they seem to be more easily forgotten I hold on tight though, write things down, infuse thoughts into sounds; time capsule of sorts she laughs when i tell jokes, they are not ironic, her laughter is pure The internet is strange, so are the times. Strange to the nth power, i wonder how the exponent will grow, for how long, and at what pace? The internet is strange because the human condition is so intensely complex every individual is their own spectrum of roaring waterfalls to lightly floating ships of clouds a factory that collects and reflects the depths of the human psyche, billions of participants a profound, abstract invisible sculpture of infinity in the sky Advaita, all is one peace is constant, tap in, tap in less distracted Many things don’t make sense right now. Previous coping mechanisms have lost their validity Others do exist, it’s a wonder how we find them during our times of greatest need

Sid Sriram Instagram – Many things don’t make sense right now.
Previous coping mechanisms seem to have lost their validity
Many things don’t make sense right now, some things still do though
Currents of love between family is powerful, deep and sensitive
My father is strong
my mother is proud
my sister is insightful
and I am me
Irony in moderation is okay, I guess
I miss conversations that are sincere and in earnest, flowing from a place of vulnerable conviction
I still have them now, only less frequently and often times through technology
They still feel magical, because love and grace can traverse any medium; they are without form
But now, with less tangibles to associate these conversations with, they seem to be more easily forgotten
I hold on tight though, write things down, infuse thoughts into sounds; time capsule of sorts
she laughs when i tell jokes, they are not ironic, her laughter is pure
The internet is strange, so are the times. Strange to the nth power, i wonder how the exponent will grow, for how long, and at what pace?
The internet is strange because the human condition is so intensely complex
every individual is their own spectrum of roaring waterfalls to lightly floating ships of clouds
a factory that collects and reflects the depths of the human psyche, billions of participants
a profound, abstract invisible sculpture of infinity in the sky
Advaita, all is one
peace is constant, tap in, tap in
less distracted
Many things don’t make sense right now.
Previous coping mechanisms have lost their validity
Others do exist, it’s a wonder how we find them during our times of greatest need | Posted on 31/Aug/2020 12:05:54

Sid Sriram Instagram – Sang this Carnatic piece yesterday for Karthigai. Enna Kavi Padinalum is one of my favourite pieces on lord Muruga. 
Composed by Anayampatti Adisesha Iyer in raga Neelamani
All love, no hate
Sid Sriram Instagram – Composed by Jakes Bejoy
Lyrics by Joe Paul
All love, no hate

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