Last night, as usual, I was unable to sleep. I started to listen to Enya's Shepherd Moons (I think most of us should have heard of this soothing song). I closed my eyes and started to meditate along with the song.
The first scenario that came to mind was of a little kid who was running merrily along a path in a flower garden and chasing a huge yellow kite that he was flying. That cheerful little kid was me. I was very young; young enough to be wearing my kindergarten uniform (grey shorts, leather buckled belt with my short-sleeved shirt neatly tucked in). I was innocent, weightless and courageous. I was running and laughing without any reason. The smile on my face and the sound of my laughter was very pleasant.
I realized droplets of tears were streaming down my cheeks.
As the song repeated, I went into another scene where I saw most of the friends in my life. The first one was Laurent (a little fat kid who was my best friend in primary school). I remembered his unique smirk (although it looks cunning sometimes) and his supportive grin. I smiled as I recall his funny gestures.
The next person I saw was Keith, who used to be my best friend since high school Form 3 (but not anymore due to an argument), smiling innocently with his hands up with "two Vs". The smile was adorable; there was no sadness, frustration, or complexity that could be seen. Very cheerful, healthy, and naive. That was the the person I used to know very well.
My eyes welled up when I saw this.
Then I saw many people. The ones that I love, the girls that I once fell in love with, good brothers, good teachers and so forth. I finally realized "my happiest era" could be Form 3. That was my most confident period. The period where success outweighs failure. Good grades, good brothers, good girl friend, and good school life. I was what Keith referred to as the "average person" that many would like to be.
Here is the sound track of Shepherd Moons and who will you recall?
