It was my first time, four nights ago, watching that much-talked-about program on… uh, I can’t even tell which channel now. TV3? Alaaa that Jangan Lupa Lirik show. As I was actually drafting a post with this line: ‘Sometimes I think I am cursed with a good memory; I remember too many things.’ I got thinking I should put my memory to work, get on that Jangan Lupa Lirik program and compete! My sisters think I could go home with 100k Rubels easily! [Perasan tahap Gaban alert! Perasan tahap Gaban alert!]
When one of the contestants struggled to recall the lyrics of Anita Sarawak’s Bawalah Daku Pergi last week, my lungs didn’t need a microphone as I was screaming on top of them unromantically finishing the line: “Sampai mati pun kujalani!” [Mati, okay! Dasyat punya retro!]
Later that night, another song came to mind. Just like tonight, it came back… singing me to sleep. Of Rahimah Rahim’s:
Jika begini terbiar menanti Tanpa kata-kata untukku jadikan pegangan Salahkah aku seandainya nanti rindu jadi jemu Dan hati tak rela menunggu Telah kuuntukkan masa janji tak terbukti jua Bagai pelabuhan sepi engkau menyendiri Apalah gunanya kini langkah tak sehala lagi Tapi sukar mengucapkan… salam perpisahan
Can songs really say what you’re not telling?
Questa è Enida 