My favourite song

Posting songs from our childhood, we were asked by our classmate today, to name our favourite song . Listening to them, those old friends, revisiting those happy times, I wondered, do we have a favourite song or are we just slaves to those old melodies ?

The sweet songs of the seventies, Leo Sayer’s ‘ More than I can say ‘ , Lionel Ritchie’s ‘Hello’ , Boney M’s ‘Ma Baker and Rasputin’ The Eagles’ ‘ Hotel California’ ,Eruption’s ‘ One way ticket to the moon’, John Lennon’s ‘ Imagine’ all of them bringing back a tide of memories. Songs of our youth, songs that belonged to our carefree days.

Tunes to which we kicked our heels, danced to the rhythm, to the beat, and sang along. The crooning love songs,stirring in us emotions, yet unknown, songs that brought a tear to our eyes,. Songs of distant lands, daring us to explore, giving rise to soaring dreams, songs of enslaving temptations, that we chose to resist.

Overwhelmed by nostalgia , we listened to those old songs . What is it that makes those memories, indelible, why do we cling wistfully, to the past ? Is it that we remember only the good times of old, or was there never a moment, when we were sad ? Seldom with any negative thoughts, of times gone by, we dwell on the joyous, longing sentimentally, for ‘those days‘.

What of today, then I ask ? Will it not be the yesterday of tomorrow, will it not soon be the past, the good old days ? And I say, let us embrace our present, along with it’s good, bad, and ugly, for tomorrow may not be ours, to reminisce about today. Let us add value to our days, let us revel in the present, make it worth a mention, in the memories of our tomorrows and for those who remember us .