Music is memory markers. Familiar strain of music heralds in a whole string of memories like nothing else. And for better or for worst, the emotions cooked up from those events that music recalls are just as intense even if 10 years down the line. I still cringed, sour feel at my jaw and neck each time embarrasing moments of my life came flooding back with vengence as my ears caught that certain piece that had been the backdrop of those eventful times. Either that, my heart is drenched in nostalgia in rememberance of beautiful moments gone.
I have a friend, Joseph. We have lost touch but each time I listen to salsa music, I am filled with great appreciation for him. Joseph was the one who gave me the confidence to salsa, something I loved with my entire being. I do wonder where he is now from time to time but the moments Joseph and I danced will always be with me each time salsa music plays, no matter how many years may come and go.
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