Last night I
chatted with my teacher. I asked
that why she chose music. The
answer is - calling.
When
I share this with Kiu Tung, she agreed, and gave me some examples. We both thought and thought, and
finally found out that was also our own case. For somebody, this is called fate. I would rather look myself as born for music. The interest and the abilities are all
inborn.
For
my teacher’s case, her calling to study music was too strong that she couldn’t
escape from it. When I look back,
I was quite determined since, about, 10.
I really can’t remember had I ever ask the question, ‘If not music, what
would I be?’ from that time on.
Even if so, the answer would only be music. When people ask me whether I enjoy what I’m doing or not, I
would rather be puzzled for to me this is the thing I ‘should’ do since long
time ago. I can realize myself
most comfortably in music. I will
treasure every moment. Joy and
sorrow, ups and downs, tough and easy… all are my own experiences, my own
‘capital’, which is very personal.
The
life as a musician is never an easy one.
Not only the requirement of being a musician is already very harsh, but
also the music cycle is too complicated in terms of inter-personal relationship
that might make one even feel more tired spiritually on top of physical
tiredness.
Especially
in Hong Kong, people’s sights are generally mcuh narrow, one can hardly survive
even he or she is very capable.