Being a musician, I have always been in search of inspiration for my music. Recently, I was going through old family photo albums where I stumbled upon my grandfather’s picture of playing a guitar. As he was no more with me, I was intrigued to know more about his passion, hobbies and interests and the kind of life he led.
At first I couldn’t place the sense of familiarity that I saw in the pictures as he was from a different generation altogether, but it didn’t take me long to realize that his enthusiasm, curiosity and his zest for life was as same as mine.
I found the guitar that he was seen playing in the pictures along with few of his other belongings. It was a solid wood guitar and it still had a rich resonance, great sustain and in-built body. The joy of finding and being able to play something he owned still feels surreal to me.