mahàkathã

Dearest shadow...

i know i've been naughty and didnt update. pardon me for i've been having too much fun lately. fun in the sense that work was fun. and work wasnt truly work because it was rather leisurely. but then again. it did involve some work. but well, you get the idea.

right. lets begin my ranting with the obvious then.


CONCERT! held on one of the most fantastic-est days of the February, i'd say it was a smash hit. the kind that'll leave you singing in the bus kind of smash hit. i truly loved all the pieces this year. they were really endearing and had so much soul and depth to them. and of course, getting to learn them was an adventure in itself. i still remember "follow the hand" and the over the top sensational gesticulations that follow. i've grown to love this strange sign language. its a sort of dance on its own. and of course the genius who creates them with wild gleaming delight in his eyes.

many a time, i've likened it to the poetry and soliloquies i read. its a sort of one man show, yet its not. an intricate piece of fabric woven together with fine meticulous thought and ingenuity. sigh.... i wonder what's truly behind geniuses. who its muse is and where inspirations are drawn from. perhaps i'm just envious. a respectful sort of awe. or a mix of both. i dont quite know.

i felt that i've improved this year. there was some sort of fluidity this year. and yes. i did make mistakes. but those were not due to me not being able to play it . but rather me failing to keep up with the speeds. but i'll catch it. someday :)

i miss the concert practices. really. as much as i dont get home late, now i have nothing to look forward to. my life suddenly feels like a void. and when 6 o'clock comes, i can only think back at what i was doing a week or so before. i remember the time they closed the velvet blue curtains on us. the blue light shone thru and i just felt it. not just déjà vu. but a quiet calming consciousness and a sense of familiarity. i dont feel that anymore. :|

ah well. i know what you are saying. first i curse and swear and then i go on and on about how fantastic it was. i guess all good things come to an end. i'll learn to accept that. and i'm just glad that all turned out fine. I know i'd not have made it this far if not for all the darlings in my section. nannu and ms sunrays especially. and not forgetting the charismatic charlie, who in my not so humble opinion is a wonderful leader. worthy of a salute many times over...


i'll miss many things. random smiles, bubbly converstations. uneasy fidgeting. familiar silhouettes. packed dinners. timed glances. inner giggles. perfect chords. sweet voices. great music and of course many people. politically incorrect to mention here for obvious reasons.


i shalt dote on their very absence. for its absence that makes the heart grow fonder. ;)