Nyuk’s story and painting was so nostalgic and it put me in a mood to write about memories that linger. When I tell people that I love the music group ABBA, there is instant reaction. Sometimes, there is a burst of laughter, sometimes a smile (well, more of a smirk) and sometimes a look of utter disbelief. A look that says, “I thought you were much smarter than that”! Well, what can I say – I love ABBA! There, now the whole world knows and I am quite alright with it. Growing older has its benefits – there is a righteousness in your own beliefs. You settle comfortably into your skin and adopt an indifference to what the world thinks of your choices.
We all have memories tied to our favorite songs. Regardless of where we are and what we are doing, we hear a special song and time stops still. As a child growing up in Malaysia, the nearest big town was a 45- minute car ride away. And to keep us occupied on our trip, we had a lot of music cassettes in the car. One that lingers, all these years later is ABBA. My father loved their songs and played it all the time. Whenever I hear an ABBA song, memories of my father come flooding back. Sweet memories of all those wonderful car rides, talking and laughing with him, buying comics at the corner newsstand, eating ice cream, our giggling fits that brought a smile to his face and many more memories. Echoes that bring about a calmness in me and remind me of how much my siblings and I were loved. Perhaps that is the real reason why I love ABBA.
What about you? Any great memories tied to music?
This acrylic painting of kayaking on the Sarawak River was done just before my trip to Kuching in early 2020. Little did I realize that it would be my last trip in a long while.