Music and Me

For some music is an art...
To be studied...to be appreciated.
A skill to be acquired.

For others its an expression...
In times of joy and sadness.
A song for every tear...for every laughter.

For some its a stimulant...
The beat, the tempo.
The rise and the fall.

And yet for some others its a solace...
A hiding place.
Far from the maddening world.

And for me?
Music is all these and more.
Lemme put it this way...
M is for the Memories each song brings.
U is for words Unspoken.
S is for when I need to fill the Silence.
I its my Inspiration.
C my Confidant...my friend.

To me music is a gift.
I thank God for music.

Are you bugged?

...Ever noticed how easy it is to take credit for accomplishments, great or small. And when its the reverse? There's a long line of "guilt takers"(who ofcourse are never on ground to defend themselves),both animate and inanimate at our disposal for chucking the blame.
Its a bug! Ubiquitous. Plaguing the young and old, literate and illiterate. Its no respecter of person.
...You think you are not infected?
Not so fast!
...Remember that day you were late for class and missed a test? What was your excuse again? "There was traffic on the road" or wait, was it that "your alarm didn't go off"? How easy it was to omit that you stayed up all night on "midnight call" with your "bobo", and as such woke up at 9:45, for a 10am class! (I've been guilty of this one, don't blame me, blame MTN:|).
...And when you make a bad business decision? Ofcourse "your workers are incompetent". And yes, Mr. Shogologobangoshe, your competitor; "how dare he think of the innovation before you did"?
...You're still a spinster at 35 because you're waiting for Mr."TDHR"(tall, dark, handsome and rich..yes the 'R' factor has been added), forgetting dat Mr."SAP"(short,albino and poor)sef is in short supply. You go for deliverance, casting and binding the witch in your village who has tied up your "Mr. Perfect"; or perharps more appropriately, your friend who has a TDHR fiancee that you are secretly coveting.(Ladies hold on to your men..girls are not smiling).
...As a self acclaimed caterer, you know you have zero culinary skills, yet you go on and open a "buka"...when customers rush 'Iya Basira's food' now..why? "She wash put"!
...How quick we are to blame "soponna" //shokpona// (god of small pox) for one misfortune or the other. Chai!, the deities have suffered.
...The saddest remains when we blame God. And what is His crime? Offering His Son as a sacrificial lamb for our sins?
When we blame others for our actions, we let them dictate the outcome of our lives, and you know how the saying goes..."Whoever plays the piper dictates the tune"...and dance to it you must!
So I'm thinking...why not make my own music? That way I get to dance when and how I want...doing "the jerk" one minute and "alanta" the next.
Fighting this bug means taking the reigns of my actions...
Yes I said it!...that's me taking the first step.