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What is your favorite genre of music?

Music, for me, has never been about labels.
I don’t chase genres or trends. I don’t care if something’s charting or obscure. What I care about is how it makes me feel — the meaning behind the lyrics, the emotion in the melody, the space it creates inside me.

My playlist is a mix of emotions, not categories. One moment, there’s a soft Telugu ballad that wraps around me like a memory. The next, a Korean OST quietly fills the silence, like a whisper I didn’t know I needed. There are Malayalam melodies that drift in like a breeze, Hindi classics that carry nostalgia, and even the occasional soulful English acoustic or Nepalese indie track I stumbled upon and couldn’t stop playing.

I’ve never understood the need to box music into one language or style. Because some of the most beautiful songs I’ve ever heard weren’t in languages I speak — but I felt them all the same. The strumming of a guitar, the crack in a voice, the way a single note lingers a second too long — those are things that don’t need translation.

Some songs hold me gently, like they know I’ve had a long day.
Some say the things I don’t know how to express myself, pouring poetry into silence.
And some just exist in the background, quietly making life feel a little softer, a little more cinematic.

That’s my kind of music.
No rules. No fixed playlist. No right or wrong.
Just feeling. Just meaning. Just moments that become a part of me.

And maybe that’s the real beauty of music — its ability to meet us exactly where we are, without needing us to explain ourselves.

So, whether it’s a forgotten old love song or a newly discovered lullaby in a language I don’t know — if it moves me, it stays.

Because music, to me, isn’t just sound.
It’s memory. It’s emotion. It’s meaning.