I dedicate this post to a guy whom I have the pleasure to call my best friend, Piki Rajan. My days in Singapore will be way less interesting without you dude. Sure, there’ll be no nights when we jam on the streets around Orchard Road at 1 in the morning, doing vocal warm-ups, imitating each other’s riffs and runs with the diva finger wave that I have successfully infected you with, not giving a fuck of what people might think of us when we sing our lungs out in public, getting shooed by security guards for jamming at their mall compound late at night, teaching you how to sing properly, writing songs from the most random topic to the most heartfelt ones that we are proud enough to call ours, deciding where to eat dinner almost every night, chilling at your balcony and talk about our hopes, our dreams, our plans for the future and how we’re gonna make it big.
I value our friendship more than anything else, I am a proud ‘vocal coach’ knowing that you’ve improved so much since the day you told me that you want to start singing (that runs you did 3 days ago was BRILLIANT), I admire your work ethic and your determinations to be the best of yourself that you can be and I am inspired by that, I am thankful for EVERY SINGLE TIME you support me and get me back to my senses when I’m off track and felt like crap, I live by your principle of not giving a damn of other people’s opinion about you and following the flow. I can go on and on and on but one thing for sure, this is not goodbye.
Our paths have crossed and I thank God that I met you and have you in my life dude. No words can describe how amazing you are as a person, friend, brother and of course, a musician. Thank you for the inspiration dude. And like I said at the airport, ‘See ya soon!’ ✌️😊