This is a different kind of sharing. It’s about my elder son, Noah-Nilay @noahnilaymusic (Instagram profile). I’m incredibly excited and proud to announce that he’s recently released his debut EP. Permanently Unclosed features four guitar compositions, layered with bongo drums and bass, all of which Noah-Nilay composed, played and recorded himself. I’d love for you to give it a listen. It is available on Spotify, Apple Music and YouTube.
Link to one of the tracks from Permanently Unclosed – Warm Pillow
As parents, we naturally believe our children are talented – and we should, because our love and support are vital to their growth. But in Noah-Nilay’s case, the recognition goes beyond just family pride. His teachers, peers and anyone who has heard his music agree with me. From his music school to every stage he’s performed on, the praise has been consistent. Even in his early years, he won several competitions, including the prestigious Steinway Music Competition, where he was awarded the People’s Choice for his classical piano performance.
Noah-Nilay is a versatile musician, effortlessly playing the piano, violin, cello, flute, drums, bongos and guitar, with guitar being his main instrument of choice. He’s always exploring, always learning. In fact, he’s currently enrolled in MGK (Musikalsk Grundkursus), an intensive 3-year musical education program in Denmark. This program not only prepares students for conservatory entrance exams but also aims to develop musicians who can enrich the local music scene. Only a handful are selected to MGK each year and Noah-Nilay is one of them.
At just 16, Noah-Nilay’s journey as a musician has only just begun, yet his talent is timeless. He was only 6 when he started learning and playing piano at a relatively higher level and it feels like music has been a part of him from the very beginning. To me, he is more than just a talented musician – he is a beautiful soul who was born with music as his companion. I am truly blessed to call him my son.
In truth, I don’t need to write a single word because his music speaks for itself. While I can’t add a track directly here (unavailable in IG’s music library), you can hear a sample in my ‘Sons’ Highlights. I sincerely hope you take a moment to listen to Permanently Unclosed by Noah-Nilay, available on all major music streaming platforms.
So here’s a different kind of sharing…it’s related to my younger son, Sofus-Samir…he has been passionate about 2 things…Animals & Fortnite…these days, it’s not so much Fortnite though…the main reason of Balou (the labrador dog) & Zorro (the cat) + some other cats previously joining our family is Sofus…he has always been attached to animals…
Since the past 3 months, he’s been going to Copenhagen Zoo to meet chimpanzees…yeah, chimpanzee family is his passion & love…he’s in the zoo 4-5 times a week…he feels home when he’s over there…one day, he wants to be a chimpanzee care taker…Sofus has been taking videos & photos at the Zoo…we, the parents are doing the same coz we find it interesting as well…the Zoo personnel knows him & the Chimp family recognize him…he communicates with them & observes how they behave…Sofus knows each & every chimp, including their individual personality….we thought why not support his passion & take it to the next level…why not share the pictures & videos with the rest of the world…why not let him grow his passion the way he wants to…why not tell his story…so, we’ve created his own YouTube channel last month…CHIMPANZEE TV—> youtube.com/@chimpanzee-tv
It’s been growing rapidly & we’re happy to see that people from all over the world are taking interest & subscribing to his channel…Just a few days ago, we created Instagram handle as well—> @chimpanzeetv_
If you have a kid in the family, who likes chimps &/or if you like them as well, then please do visit his YouTube Channel…the videos speak for themselves…please support Sofus by subscribing to his channel & whichever other ways you can…please spread the word to your friends & family if possible…it would mean a lot to him & of course, to me & the whole family…every single drop of your effort is highly appreciated 🙏✨❤️💫
The Backstory / Caption
Our younger son, Sous-Samir was diagnosed with Autism in 2019…today he’s 11 year old but when he was younger, he used to have bigger meltdowns…coz we, the parents & the previous preschool and school weren’t able to understand and handle his behaviour…we and the professionals around him didn’t have enough knowledge & guidance back then…later my wife and I found out that he has a PDA profile of autism as we started to observe him more & read about that type…it gave us much better understanding of the kiddo…and why previous autistic pedagogy had failed… luckily today we are in a much better place, but the early years has left its mark on him, making it difficult for him to overcome his fear of demands (PDA), particularly in a school context…
After a year of going to a public school with a small class for autist children and several traumatic experiences of retention, he ended up refusing going to school…and after a year at home, he was offered a special school for autistic children…however, this wasn’t easy for him either, like entering the premises…to be in the class room was close to impossible…the school tried everything they possibly could for more than a year but unfortunately, it didn’t work out well…they didn’t have expertise in PDA…but the municipality still kept forcing us & the school that he must continue…
The tussle with municipality started…several meetings with them, the consultants, psychologists etc…the municipality decided to send the kiddo to another school (chosen by them) with worse setup than the previous school…We did visit the school & talked with the principal & the personnel coz we wanted to give it a chance…even the principal of that school meant, they didn’t have the competence in PDA & it’s not the right choice…but the municipality didn’t care…they were still forcing us…so we lodged a complaint against them around one year back…The Danish Supervisory Board (Ankestyrelsen in danish), who was supposed to take the decision, had forgotten our case & we heard from them after one year…finally the decision came, where they had asked the municipality to reopen the case, check everything properly, take the decision & contact us…But in this back & forth tussle with the municipality, 4 years of Sofus’ potential school life has been lost…He has asked us several times why he simply can’t go to a school just like the other kids…it’s quite a difficult question, you know…he gets sad & angry at times coz the kiddo misses school, especially the school mates part- the companionship…
Last year, we were interviewed by a journalist…a couple of articles were then published in the local newspaper about Sofus…it’s to share Sofus’ story & to share how badly the municipality was handling our & several other cases…perhaps, due to pressure from the management – cost cutting structure…whatever it may be, it has taken away so many years & a lot of energy…and not to forget, this all has given stress…
On 10th June, we were informed that the municipality is still recommending the same school…that school choice was the result, we lodged our first complaint…so nothing new has come out from their side…this is crazy frustrating, disappointing & we’re quite shaken…the kiddo is very sad & angry…he was showing those emotions verbally & as if he were an alpha chimp…the whole 2024 will be gone in this tussle…we’ll be lodging a new complaint…the fight continues…sighs…
However, we strongly believe whatever happens, it happens for a reason…the Universe has its own plan…and while leaning into that trust, we will support his passion for animals as much as we can…and hope you will support him too by subscribing to his YouTube channel and/or following him on Instagram…thank you very much for reading this far and for your love, support & care ✨💜💫
I’m in the process of creating this brand new site, where I’ll be publishing my poems.
Please follow navinspoetry.com if you still wish to read my poems.
As you’re aware that my old site – navinspoems.com was having issues with notifications after I migrated it to another hosting service provider. The domain is still active but I’ll be deleting it once I’ve successfully migrated my content & have added you to this site by contacting you individually, unless you find me by yourself.
I look forward to “seeing” you here.
Thanks for your patience & the great support all the way 🙏❤️
This poem is about the wild animal in me, who’s attracted to another “animal” – the rage mixed with pain and sensuality mixed with deep & raw side. Have you never felt like this animal?
I’m finally back after almost a month’s break. I was busy updating my site with the help of DebbySEO. I won’t be exaggerating if I say Debby is very professional, knowledgeable, very kind & always ready to help. Please do check her blog.
The pandemic is everywhere It’s hitting people in different ways A lot of us are lucky though to homestay But think of those on daily wages No food, no shelter vs virus; what’s worst for them? Let’s help them by donating, it’s the least we can
The Covid-19 has hit India as well. Although I don’t live in India anymore but I would like to reach out to everyone to help the ones who are in need, the poor people, the daily wagers. No work, no food & no shelter. Thousands of daily wagers are migrating in massive volumes as they have no other choice. Such scenario can explode the pandemic.
The government of India is doing its best but unfortunately, they can’t fulfill all the needs just by themselves. I’m not doubting their ability but let’s face it, it’ll take time for them to reach out & plan everything. It’s here I’m requesting you to donate, whatever you wish to. Every single drop counts! Help them to help you…
So I’m lying down on my bed right here While I hear my thoughts in my own ears Oh dear, it’s crazy to listen to my song of fears If it keeps playing in my ears, I’ll surely be in tears If you wish to feel what’s going on with me You need to take the hot seat in my brain to understand this My brain is burning with thoughts & is bleeding ink
A few questions are playing constantly whenever I go to sleep Why is it so difficult to accept the new me? Why do I gaze at the dark skies & then I scream? Why am I having this desperate craving to see the unseen? Why am I longing for the things that can never be with me? Why am I feeling lonely as if nobody is here? Why am I run over by anxiety that I start breathing heavily? Why am I dreaming so crazy with no sleep? Why the feeling to disappear from this manic scene?
This life of mine in this moment appears so steep Trying to think deeply without my sharp memory The creepy feeling of crawling on my own skin I’m loosing my balance but still I’m walking with crazy speed Feeling frustrated, so everything is changing to this bloody scene The demons are hammering & breaking the inside of me The heart beat has transformed to this tainted beast The music in my ears has now changed its beat So I would rather disappear than to be here You can no longer see me coz I’ve disappeared from me
I’m firing shots at my brain Planning to play the refrain The need to repeat to regain The need to change the savage to a sage The need to restrain the rage from my brain To stop my mind to be insane Coz I don’t want to end up on the operative scene
The sudden desire to find some strong alcohol To drink & dance away the pain on some new melodies & some old To kill the kill spot from the top zone To block the worry from the contacts to make it unknown To loose myself completely by being not so cold It’s dragging me down to this deep & dark hole But it’s not possible to drink coz I’m stuck with taking this crazy epilepsy dose
The thoughts I need to picture The theme I sketch, looks like a clipart The things I tell myself to make it visual I need to make biggger changes to redesign & to restructure I need to heal the inner space to build this stable fixture I might burn a bit of me from the sparks through friction But I must do it anyway, coz life ain’t no fiction
Imagine this scene It happens on one evening I’m around 7 years I’m feeling happy at the airport And I’m with my elder sister, younger brother, Parents and my uncle My younger brother looks so happy He’s not even 18 months old He’s bearing that sweet smile He’s walking around An unknown guy gave him a rupee bill He thought too this kid was cute The kid’s smile & walk was simply so charming And those curls would just add more cuteness This kid is walking at the airport Holding that rupee bill in his hand While my eyes are fixed at him But then he returns back to us Without that bill in his hands Perhaps he had lost it Perhaps he gave it to someone But it’s immaterial This day seemed the happiest day It’s my first time at the airport with family
But then a sudden shift in this scene The next moment The uncle is walking away with this cute kid My li’l brother I’m standing & thinking What’s happening at this moment? Why is my bro leaving? Where are they going? They walked away from us I don’t see my brother & uncle anymore They have disappeared all of a sudden After a while, there’s pure silence After some time, I see a plane on the runway From the big airport windows It’s speeding up & is about to take off The plane’s lights are flashing And it’s roaring just like when it thunders My eyes are fixed at this plane The flashing lights & that crazy loud noise I’m fascinated but also confused I can’t see how my sister is feeling I can’t see how my parents are reacting I’m blinded by that moment Speechless in shock I feel like running after that plane To get my brother But after a few seconds The plane disappears in the sky With my brother All I see are the flashing lights All I can hear is the roaring sky
Everything changes after that moment I am in deep shock But then I don’t remember anything I simply can’t recall But my family told me After several years I was very sad I was crying a lot I was angry I was in shock I was asking questions to my parents I had lost my brother But no one would tell me The real reason As if my parents had promised not to All I heard for years Were different stories For many years I didn’t know the real reason Infact for decades, I wasn’t aware But when the real story was told I couldn’t believe it But then I could figure out more Started putting the pieces together Started going back in time By replaying the scenes In my head Whatever I remembered Why things were happening When they happened
Just imagine to be that big brother Who looses the younger one And doesn’t know anything more For several years Why he was taken away? Just the stories Lies Till this day And I’m 46 now I still hear the stories But I know the truth I’m not even sharing How the rest of the family felt For several years How they still feel about it
Can you feel my story? Could your parents do the same? To make a sacrifice this big? To bring their own family To a state of shock To traumatize their own lives Till their last breath I hope not
I’m a father I can’t even imagine In my wildest imaginations To give away one of my kids For the sake of helping Another family member I don’t have that kind of courage I can’t do that kind of sacrifice I will never It’ll break me into pieces That very instant Imagine how that kid would feel At that time Do you have the courage & compassion To give away your own child? I hope not
I feel my parents pain & suffering So strongly After I’ve become a parent myself They never forgot that scene And how could they? They gave away their own kid To help plant the seed of happiness In return of sorrow & trauma
When I was about to leave My motherland The first thing I heard From my mother was Now he has taken Another son as well It is not true though It was my own decision No one forced me But it showed me so clearly Her trauma & pain It was not hate It wasn’t anger It brought her back To the moment When she had to Give away her son Several years back She felt so intensely That it’s happening To her once again She couldn’t speak For over an year From the time I left my motherland Not more than “yes” & “no” Or simply nodding She was numb She was reliving her shock
I used to tell her Whenever I talked to her Whenever I visited her It was my own decision No one has taken me Away from you No one can But her reactions were “Ok” Or a simple nod That’s it She was apparently At another place In her mind & heart Daddy used to be quiet He won’t say Such things to me He was protecting me And his own wife But I saw the sadness In his eyes It was painful To see those eyes They said more than His real words
I can still see in my head That runway on that evening Where the plane is about to take off While I’m running desperately after it But the plane simply took off I couldn’t stop it It’s dissecting The chest of the sky Those intense beats Those flashing lights It still feels like Someone is about to Cut open my chest…the roaring sky With a sharp knife…the plane The fire…the flashing lights Is it my trauma…my pain?
But don’t misunderstand me I’m not sharing To get any sympathy Don’t feel sorry I’m not here to hate anyone I don’t wish to put the blame either No, I don’t claim anything I don’t believe in claims What did I bring with me In this Universe That I need to claim? It’s the other way around It’s the Universe Who brought me here Universe is full of Love Universe is Love Love is Universe
But I need this I need to share this story To let it go From every single particle Of my body This is my scream This is my cry To release the pain To bring an end To those stories To those lies So I can breathe freely So I can find peace So I can restructure my pieces So I can free the souls From sorrow & trauma When they lived In the form of human bodies That’s all
I got up & checked my titanium Thoughts were nibbling steadily the cranium My mind is whispering constantly in derilium I feel, I’m simply losing my equilibrium
I hear from you, life is so damn busy Occupied with the routine & all that extra crazy You say, the run & the churn make you dizzy But finding time to be mean is still so easy Don’t you think it sounds a bit messy?
You see, I can read before you even write That feeling in you as if you’re right You think whatever you say is to the point But the engravings in your mind Are simply misaligned Actually they’re quite disinclined
So you start to criticize The chemicals you then synthesize To make things oversized To simply want me to visualize That your world is demonized But I’m not mesmerized And I won’t sympathize Coz the truth in your talks is circumcised
Now hear me out in nutshell Hope you’ll get it before the shell cracks Perhaps I should call it a nutcrack You gotta learn to take a step back And simply trash your garbage in your backpack Else you would meet your setback And end up at the same track So take a deep breath….. ….. Was the talk of me with myself
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