A tune I'll always remember

Music has always meant a lot to me, permeating through the deepest chambers of my heart and into my soul. It's an embodiment of the memories of wonderful people who were of great importance to my existence.

Back in the days, I usually went on road trips to visit the village with my Dad. I never liked the fact that I was leaving the city to stay in a place devoid of electricity and good water supply. I mean, no one does, right? But there was something spectacular about every single road trip: it was the music!

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During the journey, my Dad played "forever" by Chris brown. He didn't even need to ask, he already knew my favourite song. Something most African parents —or should I say— Nigerian parents, wouldn't do that; they are known for imposing opinions and taking decisions without embracing your point of view. "You guys are just kids" that's the typical statement of a Nigerian parent.

The atmosphere was usually gorged with the savor of the sweet, cool melody which resonated with my soul, and obviously that of my Dad's as evidenced by his body movements.

"Can I change to Celine Dion?" He'd ask. "You've listened to yours, so now, it's my turn"

"Okay, you can change" I replied.

The only reason I willfully let him do so was because I acknowledged the fact that he gave me a lot of time to listen to my song, so it wouldn't be bad idea to return the favour, right?

My Dad loved Celine dion and Whitney Houston. Perhaps it's because they were the trending singers in his time or they were just exceptionally talented. Well, who knows?

"It's like from henceforth, we'll divide the time evenly between the both of us. Two hours for you, two hours for me. Fair enough?" He said on our last trip.

From the city to our village was a 4 hours ride, so he decided to share the time equally. He'd have two hours of celine Dion and I'll have two hours of Chris brown.

"Okay, no problem" I replied while laughing. He then, joined me as we both laughed together. My sister sat at the back seat staring at the two weird men in front, her face emotionless. She prolly didn't understand the bonding strength of music... I felt for her though!

The line I really cherished in the song was: "it's me and you moving at the speed of light into eternity" Unfortunately, the cold hands of death seized my Dad sooner than expected. What happened to enternity? Perhaps we'll discover when we've returned to dust. But for now, let's face reality.

I heard that same song few days ago, and I was flooded with memories. Not memories of how unfair life is , not memories of the cruel nature of death but of those beautiful moments we shared together: the cool ride, the crunchy snacks we ate during the trip, and the laughter that embraced our lips.

isn't it beautiful how something abstract can communicate with the heart and mind? re-surfacing scenarios that has been long buried deep within us.

I guess there are some songs that will never leave our hearts.

Songs... we'll always remember.