It is 2356 hr as I’m typing here. The thrill of watching fireworks display right before my eyes has not fully passed, and therefore I’m here, still here despite heavy protests by various parts of my body.
What made it special and much talked about even before the display itself was its nature of being ‘musical’. Much anticipation was going on prior to the first spark that tore the monotonous sky apart. Three of us – Aulia, Julie and me – were surprised to find ourselves positioned comfortably by the bay with a good view of the black night sky. It was really considered good as our vision was not blocked by any trees at all! That was despite our late arrival. In relative terms again, of course.
When we were starting on another round of card game, people around us suddenly stood up. Being trained so well in handling sudden environmental changes, three of us literally sprang to our feet. The lights that lit the electrical lanterns up were killed. It’s starting, we thought.
Nothing happened. The lights resumed their usual brightness, as if they had not gone off at all.
Moments later, there was sudden darkness. People screamed with excitement. It’s starting, we thought.
Nothing happened, again. Now why was I not surprised at all!
Until much later, which was really much later, some spotted little flying objects in the air, flying and cruising as they pleased. Upon scrutiny, they were actually those triangular kites used during NDP 2007! Oh my what a wonderful start, I exclaimed. Under the trees at first, they whirled around like little fireflies in the night. Colourful as they were, they soon dispersed from where they started, and cruised into un-ventured air.
Spotlights followed, from the floating platform. In rhythm with the music, they dashed and darted here and there – a prelude of what we were going to see.
Then it happened. The first explosion of yellow that painted the sky, well, yellow of course. Like a chain reaction, one explosion followed another, each with increasing mix of colours and shapes. The red, the blue, the yellow, the green, danced like never before in the dark blue sky in synchrony with the music played. Though I must say, the music was barely audible amidst all the “whoa!” and “oooh!”.
We witnessed the work of an incredible artist, who painted happiness and life, on a piece of dark blue canvas, using only perfectly random brushes and splashes of yellow, red, green and blue. The work was spectacular – one that I’ll always remember. The instant when explosions after explosions happened in the sky with negligible pause in between, I just could not stop screaming. Of life, of joy, of excitement. So was everyone around me, so would anyone who witnessed that.
To say it was beautiful was an understatement. It was more than beautiful to make us FEEL it.
When the tiny traces of colours fell from the end of the explosions, it was so real that people, including me, tried to grab them. For me, I wanted to grab that little trace of hope, of true happiness, even though it was just illusionary.
Illusionary, yes. For however real it made you feel, it did not last. It wasn't meant to last, anyway.
Anyway, we did not head home straight after the display. The three of us were still so stunned by the very beauty of fireworks, so we lingered around the bay, and stopped at the stage, where an R&B concert was going on. There was a lady with a very powerful voice flaunting her vocal range. She was so good that all of us stopped short to listen to her. Soon after, a guy took over when she went backstage to rest.
AND I WAS SO SO SO STUNNED BY THAT GUY'S SEXY AND HUSKY VOICE OMG!!
The moment he started his first note, you could hear everyone murmur in astonishment. I'm not good at describing voice, so all I can say is, he has a voice of gravity that pulls the audience towards him. So I was down there, totally immobilised because he has numbed my feet from walking away. Of course, I could not stop staring at him hahaha. Not strikingly handsome, but he was handsome when he sang!
Disclaimer: No matter how much I say he's handsome, he is still one notch below my Sexy Saxy guy. The sexy Saxophonist who was soooo handsome, cool, stylo, pro, sexy...
它的美 原因在于它曾经被拥有过 也被失去过
因为失去 才让遗留的回忆 更被珍惜
虽然只是曾经拥有 换来在回忆里天长地久
好像也蛮划算咧
Most of the time, it's the company you have that makes everything next to perfect, if not already so. Had I gone to watch fireworks alone, I would not have screamed feel the excitement and happiness coming from within as much as I felt just now. Had I gone to watch fireworks alone, I would have been reminded of some instances from the past which I would very much want them buried. I would not have been as happy as I was today.
Last note: So Suzzy gave her FREE ticket to Jiale, and I spotted KYLIE with her sis and her friend just BEHIND me! Not long after that I saw RICKY coming to the bay. Amazing, wasn't it, for me to be able to pick out individuals from the massive crowd? Well, actually I saw his Nike bag first, so I just looked at who was bringing that bag and TADAA! RICKY here!
