Intersection 27

When a song and reminiscence meet...

In my new job, majority of the people around me are younger than me. From preschool, elementary and high school students, I feel amazed at how I can easily observe the differences of their generation from mine. Ah... I often feel too old when I mentally take note of the changes I see. Anyway, I shall save my reflections on the comparisons and contrasts for another post (or two).

Today, I was filled with enthusiasm and an overwhelming sense of glee as I heard the students sang one of the famous themes of the High School Musical entitled Everyday. As far as I remember (and I hope I am right), this was the song showcased during the graduation of the characters in the movie-series. I smiled at myself, thinking about how real my attachment to the movie-series is. I couldn't even believe myself for singing along to about two-thirds of the song the very first time the students tried singing it. My sentimental persona was exposed because of this. I don't regret it though.

Memories of my high school years passed as if they happened decades ago. I don't know if I was just too focused on my idea about how old I think I am, but the rush of emotions led me to replay the mini movies of my life. Seeing the people present in these mini-movies revealed a sense of curiosity in me. I thought about how they were doing now. Were most of them working? I know some of my high school batch mates were still finishing college, but I hoped they would graduate as soon as they can. Will I ever meet everyone again? Maybe in random cafes, or in random strolls in the mall or parks. Maybe we will even be colleagues or business partners. Maybe they have thought of our mini-movies too. Maybe they have forgotten about it.

While I bought myself back to the present moment, I knew there were some things that happen just because they paved way for new insights. The life-filled memories keep us connected to ourselves and to other people. In ways we sometimes do not mind, small details of our current lives try to bring us back to what has happened. The things we have regarded as random until we have noticed them, like songs, become signs of the glee we thought as contentment, the pain we thought as enduring, the surprise we thought was unbearable. And however we perceive these details, or the memories that come along with them, there will always come times that we give ourselves a smile.

I hope you hear a song that will remind you of something (or someone).

Until the next reminiscence,

Myra

(Credits to academichelp.net for the photo)