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Monday, 29 April 2019

Srijoy Mitra: The man who lives in MINI Cooper

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Srijoy Mitra, originating from India, born and raised in North Carolina is well versed in classical piano, trumpet, jazz and electric rock guitar. He is also a first degree black belt in Taekwando. He moved to Philadelphia at age 18 with piano scholarship at Drexel University where he gave words to his experiences and named it “Drexfiles”. Soon after hearing feedback from people he decided to write a more fictional story with many aspects of his life into play. During that duration he stopped attending lectures, and only wrote and made songs.

“It felt good to write, I have never really written much, I never even read much, and it just felt good to write. I incorporate my personal experiences and feelings into the novel.” says Srijoy. After completing the book, he kept writing. And that’s how GOLDEN WINGS was born.

Every author at some point while writing hits writer’s block but he already had the whole book in his head, he knew what he was going to write before he sat before the keyboard.

He says, “Sometimes new ideas would come along writing the already made ideas. The best way to overcome writer's block is perhaps to just play out or write out the bad ideas until the good idea comes out of no-where and randomly. For songs, I harvest my ideas from dreams, I never force ideas to come. Although this is just me, I might not know the actual answer, I don’t remember a time I never had an idea I wanted to enact upon. There’s always something floating in my head that’s waiting to be executed.”

He is deeply influenced by works of Napoleon Hill, Ayn Rand, Bram Stoker, Charles Dickens and Edgar Allan Poe but he is still musician from heart. Acquiring the skills in music made him able to make songs that sounded good to him. He wanted to create songs that he would like. It became a habit. He kept practicing piano. He says that he never intended to become a writer, he just enjoyed the activity.

Since he is drilled into music, he felt that there were two-three hours in the day when he can do something else, he already writes his own lyrics and he already wrote about his time at Drexel. The "Drexfiles" is perhaps the key to his writing life which made him venture in the field of writing.
 

After his time at Drexel University he transferred to Appalachian State University back to North Carolina where he began to write GOLDEN WINGS which is inspired from real life experiences, too close and too real to imagine. GOLDEN WINGS is going to be published by Literoma Publishing Services very soon. Srijoy Mitra now lives in a car –his MINI Cooper- in Los Angeles getting his own songs produced of experimental rock and classical genre. He is writing a sequel of the protagonist’s story.

“I am never satisfied, I am always striving for further excellence, I always want to endlessly better myself in what I do that makes me whole.” Says Srijoy.

He will live in his MINI Cooper until his vision is fulfilled. 

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Friday, 5 April 2019

The Meadows

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I woke up again with empty heart and empty mind. Something has changed; something is dead inside me. I do not know what it is.  I am trying to figure out what it is. Perhaps, I know what it is. I do not feel anything, or any emotion. There is no anger, no happiness, no anguish, no excitement, no fear, no grief; it feels like complete bliss. Solitude is everything that I long for. It is a perception that I am at new horizon of the world where no one has every stepped before. I close my eyes and I feel it. The gentle light of morning sun making thousands of dried leaves shine like gold petals and the dew shines like the diamonds. The air brushes against my body like touch of a mother trying to hold her newborn baby for the first time. I walk around in that delicacy of solitude. I can sense the aroma rising from the earth. Wait! I saw something or maybe someone. There is a shadow at some distance. Who is it? It feels like that I have known this person since the birth of universe. Slowing I walk toward that humanoid shadow. It's a woman but who! What's happening!!! I can feel a strong sensation of desire and love rising inside me. As the distance between us lessen, with each step, the feelings grow stronger and stronger. I know her. It's her. She turned around and gave me a gentle smile. Confused I looked around. There is no one around us. Its just her and I, and the meadows with scent of her beauty.
I uttered only of my mouth, "why?". Confused and delusional, I keep looking at her. A tear dropped out of my eye.
She, with a kind smile, clasped my hands and responded, "Because that's how it was always meant to be". And she faded in the air like mist.
It's still morning. The dew is still fresh. The Sun is still in the east. The grass is still shining. It's all like deja-vu like it has happened before like million times before. I remember now I am in heaven I died couple of years back. And I blacked out. Once again.
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