The Place That You Want To Reach

When I look back at Hanson’s MTV , “ I will come to you’…that kurtzweil keyboard, the brothers singing…I think maybe that’s what inspire me for what I love today. Music. Still dreaming to be a musician. Playing in a band.

Well, back then I was only 13…rather amazing to see ppl your age topping the billboard charts in US.

Though it seem like a dream then, when we were sitting in the classroom, talking and imagining how and what role do we play in a band, if we ever had one. Later, it all began to take form. Hence, the Black Lilies. School ended, and it died along. Luckilly, jam session resume again in university. Then, now Colours of Funk comes around.

And slowly it seeps into the system of my mind, that music is the direction I want to head, I started crawling and crawling into it…

Suddenly…I realized that I am already almost within it. A flashback by watching the same MTV again, almost ten years later.

Ten years has passed. Even the Spice Girls are reuniting.

Somehow, music is so wide, you will never finish learning. After all these years, there is still something lacking in my playing. The pressure to perform even better. I would want too see it as a motivation to be at a standard. My workplace has become a training ground and my flaws are getting more visible. However, I will fix it. Day by day, let it seeps into my system…I will be better.

Simplicity of Children

It’s lovely working among kids. When I was younger, eventhough I am 7 or 12, I felt very big…But being at 24 now, when I look at children aged 12 and below, they seem so young and tiny. It’s really impressive to watch them being so talented at such a young age. Say such wise words sometimes.

Kids writing poetry, pretty nonsensical ones but an effort to make it rhyme. Drawings of their imagination. I remember seeing a rather serious drawing, the 7 year old kid who drew the map of the world during the ‘draw anything’ period.

Then, you notice some really naughty and talkative boys has great talent in creative drawing. At times, they gave you so many headaches in class that you forgot that they have much more to offer.

Today, I heard some really lovely voices. A girl as young as 8 yrs old, Abigail…she sang the songs like an adult. Your jaw would just drop in amazement. I remember telling my colleague ‘ Wow, this girl will have such a bright future awaiting her’. She couldn’t agree more.

Today, lil’ Imran gave a hug and to every other teacher before he leaves home. Such a darling. I was a lill’ shock by it. I realize I have been so cold all these years, shutting the warmth of the world for fear of being hurt. I finally understood how one lil hug could really break the coldness and brighten up the dark side of your world. Teenage years can be such a torment, struggling to cope; sometimes you bring the past with you, as you live and grow older.

When you start dealing with younger kids at work or re-enter the primary school compound. It seems like; you have stepped into the past where things seem so much lighter and fun. No worries of money work and so on.

Just the simplicity of children’s laughter. The voice that sounds so pure when they sing.

Leaves you in awe.