On Tuesday, I was driving back from office
in the city centre late at night in a rush state as usual to home. The roads
were emptier than usual as if The Sandman did his job perfectly whereby
everyone had already gone to bed and were sleeping soundly, ready for the next
day. The orange coloured beam from street lights shone onto the straight
highway road, the engine roaring loudly in my car as the adometer's arrow
pointed to 170km/h and everything else were wandered through the tight space of the car.
Then, I shifted my attention to the music
that was playing on the radio. It was the beginning of U2's I Still Havent
Found What I'm Looking For. So I started humming the song at first and then
started singing throughout the entire song. I knew the lyrics well but just on that day, the lyrics were so expressive and it felt like I knew exactly what
the singer was really singing about.The music that night was melodious, calming
and it just brought about the sentimental state of myself. Whilst listening to the music being played, I slowed down the car and moved to the second lane throughout
the entire song. After it finished, a heavy downpour of thoughts started
filling up my head.
I realized that I was so caught up with work and the
social experiment I would like to call it that I
have really avoided all cost of events that were ‘real’ and happening to me. But music…music is magic. It sends us a reminder to tell ourselves who we are
at the end of the day.
