It all started accidentally, one of those moments when you’re not even looking. I was scrolling through Spotify late one evening, lost in the endless sea of suggestions, when I stumbled upon Flawed Mangoes.  I didn’t expect much, but something about the name intrigued me. In a world that often expect you and force you to be perfect… I am someone who learnt it’s okay to be flawed. So the name Flawed Mangoes hit a home run right there. I clicked play, and before I knew it, I was falling into a world that felt like it was waiting for me all along.

A few days later, while posting on Instagram, I noticed Flawed Mangoes popping up in the music suggestions. It was trending. That felt like validation, as if the universe was nudging me to lean in a little closer. So, I started adding their tracks to my stories. (That’s how people fell into marketing funnel lol)

What makes this musician’s work so special? It’s not upbeat or trying to fit into the mold of what’s expected. I don’t know the exact intentions behind each track, and honestly, I don’t need to. The fact that this 23-year-old’s music makes me feel lighter, happier, and strangely comforted is enough.

Each day I start with Fuji Kaze, and at night, I found myself hitting play of Flawed Mangoes tracks. Slowly, it became part of my routine – a quiet companion for my thoughts. There’s this inexplicable sense of love that it carries, not the romantic kind, but something deeper. It’s the kind of love that whispers, “You’re enough.” It’s also been a strange boost to my self-esteem, something I was consciously searching for but not in a music though.

Recently, I saw an Instagram post that broke down personality traits by birth month. Normally, I’d don’t take it to my heart, but for some reason, I took it seriously. And it hit me – those little affirmations resonated because they aligned with something I’d been rediscovering through Flawed Mangoes’ music. Those tracks made me feel worthy in moments when people failed to.

There’s something incredibly grounding about experiencing love and warmth in non-sentient things- music, nature, art. It’s as if these things conspire to teach us to be present, to find joy in simplicity, and to let go of the noise that clouds our days. I’ve realized how addictive it is to lean into these sources of solace. They’re not replacements for human connection, but they are anchors when the world feels too heavy.

Flawed Mangoes’ music has played the role of a quiet medicine, slowly mending parts of my heart that had grown numb. Killswitch Lullaby, Missing Pieces, Bird Song, Riff 2 and Edge of Memory are my favourite.

In a world where people and things so easily take you for granted, music stays. It doesn’t expect anything. It doesn’t hurt or disappoint.

I won’t bluntly put it as a substitute for human companionship, nothing can truly replace that, but it holds you steady until you find your tribe. The kind of people who don’t try to box you into their version of who you should be. Until then, I’ll keep hitting play and letting Flawed Mangoes remind me that sometimes, the most imperfect things are the ones that save us.

So, if you haven’t yet, take a moment to listen. Maybe you’ll find a little light waiting for you too.