Music
Amal Al-Minshawi
@amalalmenshawi @amalalmenshawi
January 26, 2023
It plays on the strings of hearts, so its loneliness becomes familiar and its noise subsides. It carves inscriptions of memories that jump with every listen to it, bringing back the past with all its beautiful and painful details.
We do not know her secret nor how she does what she does to us, with joy, happiness and generosity, awakening the sweetest in us: a delicate feeling, overflowing feelings and great comfort amidst the trouble of days.
It fills the universe with uniqueness and creativity, birds and trees rejoice for it, caresses the imagination, and fills the soul with good news and a desire for life.
She makes us happy when we do not know the source of our happiness with her, paints a world with the color of joy, and accompanies us in loneliness and brokenness.
Our hearts share the beats of first love, hide secrets and stories, and tell about us what we do not want to reveal.
It tortures us and kills us a thousand times, and the wounds heal when we encounter ourselves alone after the separation of the departed and the absence of those from whom distances have separated us.
It reminds us of those who failed us after we lived a lifetime thinking that we have recovered from them, and brings us back to the same pain that we buried and carried on with life.
We know her as an old friend who remains faithful to the covenant and loyalty. We return to her, so she relieves our worries and restores the activity of the bodies.
Thus, music is a light that illuminates the darkness, a sweet voice, and a whiff of heaven. I do not know how some people turned it into a meaningless clamor and a noise without feeling, and imposed it on an entire generation.
Music has turned from a hobby, creativity, and talent honed by education and experience into something indescribable, heavy on the ear, and accompanied by tension and unease.
It is terrifying to see our children listening to that cacophony that spreads around us in all languages, making them more violent and motivated, as if that loud music hides behind it something unknown and alien to our societies.
How did we abandon them and not bring them back to listening to high-end music, thinking that it was personal preferences or luxury, not necessity?
We need to reconsider what our children listen to. If they are young, the task is easier, and if they are old, dialogue, participation, and awakening their elevated sense are the best way.
The refined sense creates sophisticated, civilized dealings that take into account the feelings of others, belittle them and rise above their harm, and do not see heroism in embarrassing them or putting pressure on their areas of weakness, which is educational instillation and family guidance in the first place.
We and our children need to learn that life tolerates all things and their opposite, and we must choose what refines our personalities and elevates our status in everything, and accustom our ears to the good, the refined, and the delicate of words and sounds.
Music is a great secret of the universe, and a wonderful painting of beauty that hearts feel before the call to prayer, and a breeze that moisturizes the desert of days, and it is forbidden for a person to be deprived of it or to be deprived of it.
• It turned from a hobby, creativity, and talent refined by education and experience into something indescribable, heavy on the ear, and accompanied by tension and unease.
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