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Chasing Rainbows- In Frame Series

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Image by Radhika Udas Image type: Long Exposure Amidst this terrifying rush, a dreamer still finds a rainbow.

Music that transcends time; Resurrects Folklore

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The smell of the first rain filled my senses as it poured incessantly outside. An infectious giggle spread in the classroom compelling the teacher to stop teaching. I found myself humming a whimsical tune-“ Kyu dikhaye sapne tu sote jaagte...goonja sa hai koi iktara,iktara ” which got me thinking as to why had this song become synonymous with rains for me. Iktara is a song from the movie Wake Up Sid composed by a musician who entered Bollywood with the annoying yet catchy “ Emotional Attyachaar ” from the movie Dev D . Composing peppy, breezy tracks as well as giving the world evergreen melodies, Amit Trivedi has come a long way. Amidst the cacophony of electronic and mainstream sounds rises a new age music composer whose music is a breath of fresh air. 5 years of venturing into Bollywood , he has collaborated with the right lyricists and directors to come up with a fresh album based on the theme of the movie. Trivedi weaves together a pattern of experimental notes, folk instr

The First Post

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"The sky gleamed in the hue of a magnificent sapphire over a million illuminated lanterns reaching out to it. The breeze rushed past freshly mowed grass and carried its scent to scintillate the sense of every soul there. It was almost like the aroma of burnt wood was healing the quivering of a million people that night. They all watched the lanterns soar but more importantly they felt themselves soar in the tiny universes they had created for themselves." The creation of this blog arises out of the need to not let reality destroy us. It is a recluse for every dreamer out there who had to combat cynical minds and ridiculed sighs. What better strength than words, which in Dumbledore’s opinion, are the most inexhaustible source of magic.  Welcome to RadEssence!   There will be endless rains, romanticized pain, old music and most of all, words of a vintage heart. What makes me Rad? Rising from the ashes. Fresh flames blazed, ferocious and intense, although