The Music of Life

Rendilyn B. Cuyop

Take it from a sentimental idiot like me; music is not always harmony and melody. In the same way it can be constructive or destructive.  Music is anything that makes up the daily riot of sounds in your life. These sounds aren’t just random things you hear. They are part of a pattern your life takes as much as it is also a part of another person’s life.

As a student, I have a perfectly different idea of music and its distinction. Similarly my music has a different significance in this world. Your music is your testimony, your life and all that is in it.

Music to me is the sound of voices in the corridor as students and teachers shuffle out of classrooms after their classes. 

This particular music makes me wish I was as small as a dwarf so I could easily squeeze my way through the throng. Music could be as shrill as the ringing of the bell indicating the end and beginning of class periods. Really, there is no other more powerful sound to jolt you out of your thoughts than the sharp ringing of the bell.

Lullabies do not belong only in hammocks, and cribs. I get subjected to lullabies most days of the week. School professors can give the best acá pella rendition. Theirs is a very intellectual kind of music. The common sound track for us students is our racing heartbeat as we anticipate deadlines, exams and final grades.

Now that is my campus music but music is variedly defined as there are a whole lot of different perceptions from different people from different walks of life. Your music is determined by the places, the people and situations you frequent.

What makes us listen or make these kinds of music?  It’s because of our distinction and what we are expected to be. There are words we utter, gestures we perform that could change the melody in someone else’s music. It intertwines our lives and blends our music into either one harmonious sound or into a chaos of misunderstandings and differences. 

Everyone is a musician, a composer or a singer. The sound we produce depends on whether we choose to be good or otherwise. We are part of a big orchestra wherein everything we do, whatever we say is conducted by our field of interest and the circumstances we are in. Every society is a choir that contributes to the melody that makes our world what it was, is, and will be.

We are all performers and the world is our stage. Our existence can be considered our concert tour. Our success should be gauged by the impact of our music in each individual.

It’s not all about how much you’ve taken for gain. What matters is that you’ve let your music resonate in everyone’s heart that it will keep playing in their lives as a proof of goodness. Make it a sound of hope, a melody for the soul that will live to complete a pattern in someone else’s lie.

Inspire each other with your music. Live your life with meaning, make it a masterpiece. (Rendilyn B. Cuyop is a second year Communication student of the University of the Cordilleras)