My Mom advised me to bring a shawl. She was right (I just chuckled in my mind). She was so cute. She kept on whispering in my left ear about different characters we were watching on the screen but also about the musicians who were honouring their guests with their presence and talent. Some of the actors had passed away; for others she admitted to them being a heart throb back in the day (herself being a girl who contributed to and participated in this phenomenon).
My Mom spoke about how and when she used to listen to this music; how this music shaped her world. She spoke with such passion and nostalgia and often had tears in her eyes. We held hands under our shawls or held each other by the elbow in between songs. She kept on saying how wonderful the versions were.
It made me think that it is strange that most of the people there were once so young. How they fell in love with these songs, how they cried with heart break at some of the lyrics and they celebrated days at the beach or the mountain or university parties or a simple Sunday afternoon.
It made me realise how much we take certain situations and people for granted sometimes, thinking things will be stable and unchangeable. How very wrong we all are. How fragile our lives and egos are. How we want to fight this virus of ungratefulness – but it’s tough.
It’s tough because I realised that it’s only when we have peace that we can be grateful, forgiving, honest and truly live in the present – of course, same applies the other way round. When did it become so easy to tell white lies? When was the turning point that we thought that not sharing the ultimate truth is better? For what, for ‘what ifs’? Probably. Probably what though?
Who really cares about you not getting into the course you wanted? Who cares that you dropped out of high school/college etc? Who cares about you not getting the job you dreamed about? Who really cares that you separated from your significant other because you cheated? Who cares that you had quarrels with your family? Who cares about the fact that you put on or lost a lot of weight? Who cares you quit your job to travel or to start getting into something completely different?
Everyone is interested in others to an extent as it is in our nature (?) to live in a community setting and live with certain but apart from your news being the main topic of conversation and interest – then what? Do we really feel our time and energy is appropriately used when we participate in these conversations?
I wonder how much more liberating it would be to let go of these expectations that we all have in one form or another.
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