There are times, I just wanna go out and dance in the middle of the crowds. There are times, I just wanna go and scream my lungs out. There are times; I just wanna hop like a bunny in the middle of the street. There are times, I just wanna sing out loud though I’m tone deaf in the karaoke bar. Then there are times, I just wanna sit and cry…alone. There are times I just wanna disappear into thin air. There are times; I just don’t know what I want, and where I’m heading to. But most of the times, I’m just lost.
Received a message from a dear puzzle piece that says, “Miss talking to you. Miss the “walk-home” sessions with you. Miss a good crying moment with you. I miss you.” It really made my day in a very melancholic yet blissful way.
Sometimes I wonder, what would it be like if life is like a musical? Where the whole world sing with you be it when you’re sad or happy, troubled or horny. And all you’re problems are just a matter of a song. Sing your song loud enough and the whole world will hear you, and that can affect the weather, people around you will dance to the melody or at least, it could help you to cry those rivers out. What ever you feel like is projected in back ground music. And the best part is, to cheer you up is just a matter of singing “my favourite things”, “a spoon full of sugar”, “suatu hari nanti”…or any other song that gives you joyful melody or hope.
I realise that if life is like the musicals like The sound of Music, or Phantom of the opera, or Rubiah the Musical, or Puteri Gunung Ledang the Musical, it would be a very very very very noisy world, and that you can’t have a decent good night sleep. But it would be nice though if, only if we live like in the musicals. Sometimes I silently hope…
enough said.
