Did we realize how the small unexpected events in our life brought to us by some unknown strangers could also be God’s way of cheering us up when our days are gloomy or when we are drowned in our own mundane life? Just at the point where we almost give in to our sucked life while anticipating the next heart break, something or someone just popped from nowhere offering us sweet temporary solace motivating enough to get us through another day in our lives. I had a taste of this great surprise last night and it lasted till early in the morning.
There I was, still numb from work experience and all the personal chaos that either happened due to my own mistake or the acts of others from the past few weeks. These two days was the worst because I was battling against my own demons yesterday and finally buried the carcass of my own guilt and unrequited love under piles of bitter remorse. Oookay, the former sentence is corny like some medieval love letter. Actually, what I was trying to say is I feel shitty and the urge to slap a certain face with a smelly carcass. See? I can be less dramatic.
Back to my story, I was tired from the whole affair that I could not go to sleep that night and killed my time by browsing the net. Then I saw a familiar name appeared on my chat list and greeted half-heartedly.
“Do you have a speaker? Can I call you? I want you to listen to something”.
I had met stranger souls during my short 30 years stint as a regualr chick, so being asked to listen to something at 3 am by a person who only utter a few syllables during our encounters was no biggie. I let him call me and then I heard the strumming of a guitar.
“What song do you want me to play?” He asked. This is definitely a first. Receiving red roses at 2 am in the morning-checked. Mediating a fight between a friend-cum-mistress with the wife of her lover-checked. Pulled by a stranger on the sreet to show him where is the zoo or tell her the closest public toilet-…duh, that’s the most celebrated routine in my daily pursuit for happiness! Having a man sing while playing the guitar at 3 am through the YM Phone Chat-now, this was a first. Within a few minutes, a string of Metallica and Nirvana songs sang passionately by an unknown man accompanied by skillful but slightly awkward rendition of the guitar filled my empty hotel room that morning. I lay on the floor, eagle spread, listening to this man displaying his raw emotions without any barriers .
“I don’t know what to say”. Of which I wasn’t exactly lying. Seriously I did not expect him to disclose his personal side. What prompt him to do so? Later, I got the answer, he lost his love. Oh sure, dude, jump into my boat. I was happy he played the guitar and sang for me. His metal screaming songs were….err…soothing in the most bizarre way. So, thanks God, because I never had a friend who was a former member of a Metal Band and you send him just right on time.
We continued our chat through the YM, getting connected not through cyber conversation but only by the music that he put on for me on the other side ranging from the Weird Al Yankovic up to King Diamond. Not my type of music but his eagerness to share overrode my regular music preference. Then after a while did we communicate about our losses and gains in life. We shared personal stories like two old friends when in fact we were only properly introduced to each other that morning. “I am sorry I talk a lot,” I apologized after sharing what I felt about life at the moment. “Its fine, you listen when I talk and now I will listen to you,” As we continued to enjoy each other’s companies, we let go off our futile hopes and nightmares and let it float and vanish in the universe above us. I stood up, said good bye though after those momentous cyber jamming session and talking, saying goodbye seemed to be very hard.
A ego boosting feel good note to the Midnight Musician : A guy that play awesome music, can scream his head off singing songs with weird titles, can cook and love to do laundry and despite his exotic looks, said: “I want a nice average girl that loves me and and I love” is a rare catch so don’t lose hope, dude! 
That could be the only time, we got up, close and personal but hey, it was fun and uplifiting. After logging off , I smiled broadly, peeped out and saw that it was already light.
