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Mismatches – 1 – Music to the Memory
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Good option, mam…” The irritating voice from the salesman got to her ears. The day had been heavy. She had worked very hard, but her professor didn’t give her any credit for the article she had written. Now she was beginning, in some minutes, if she get some soul to help her at the shop, a second journey as babysitter.
She was there to buy a blender. Hers was giving signs of oldness. And these days she thought the same about her soul.
“Look this incredible image…” He kept the same worthless chat trying to convince the old lady.
The sound of the channels being changed made her remember a movie sequence she had just seen, Koyaanisqatsi: Life out of balance, directed by Godfrey Reggio.
“And take a look at the stereo surround sound!!” He tuned at MTV, turned up the volume – and – an old music filled more than her ears.
“Now it’s all or nothing,
’cause you said you’ll follow through
You follow me, and I I I follow you”
It brought her a peace she had lost months ago and it made her travel to another comfortable time, nonetheless, too painful to visit those or any other day of her life, she believed.
The man turned the volume up – more and more – and the words and melody were no longer welcome because, at that moment, they hit her intensively and the sense of comfort had gone as soon as it arrived.
“What you gonna do when the things go wrong?
What you gonna do when it alla cracks up?
What you gonna do when love burns down?
What you gonna do when the flames go up?
Who is gonna come and turn the tide?
What’s it gonna take to make a dream survive?
Who’s got the touch to calm the storm inside?
Who’s gonna save you?…. “
If she didn’t t have lived that sequence of events, she would say that it belonged to a lousy Hollywood movie, one of those Dana, her best friend, loved to watch, but the fact was that, God, God was a slushy screenwriter
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Love you my beautiful Poetess… love you to heaven and back, JC
So sad and so beautiful. It is so great to be able to read one of your stories again. Thank you.
Beautifully written. My heart was breaking at each sad word they spoke. Always a pleasure to read your writing, Braz.
That was sad but beautiful as the same time, very emotional. Thanks!
it reads even more beautiful the second time….but that is you,isn’t it? The thank yous belong to you dear-ALWAYS! You are beyond lovely…
Hiya there Braz,,,,so good to see you writing again and I loved it. As always you get to the emotions of your characters and make them and us feel them, thank you for that.
Beautiful, but damn I need a beer after reading it. :(
Hi, Braz! *waving enthusiastically* Long time no see! Hahaha Wow! So sad and meaningful story you have shared with us. But that is what life is all about. You can’t always have what you wish. They say we are stones on the road and while we are on the road, it is likely that we encounter people from our past. It is SO good to see you here, dearest friend. A total pleasure, indeed. PPS Hugs & kisses on both your cheeks.- Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick and Tias Adoradas to Patpez)
Braz, wow….very emotional. Life is a lesson and though we may not always find ourselves in the place where we thought we would be, or where we may want, it’s best to look at life with a sense of fate taking us in the direction which is best for us. Though we may not see it at first, usually things happen for reasons that end up best. Wow….just a powerful chappy. Thanks SO much for sharing your talent with us. Love and Hugs sweetie.