Saturday, May 03, 2008
amidst the symphony of melodious music, one song stood out. Armenian Dances. I closed my eyes, and everything juz came rushing back. i remember the exact tempo, rythmn, harmony changes, the parts to come in and even the notes to play. i remember the crowd, standing in front of hundreds of people, the bright lights shining down, being part of one big band composed of strangers. i remember the tension but also the fun, the lightness of making music together. i remembered the day we played as musicians in the esplanade.
so many choices we have made but time will not turn back to let us change them. i had one choice in the past that still lingers in my mind. sports or music. What if i had chosen music?
Memories.
