just finished rehearsing for the upcoming concert coming monday at nafa about an hour ago just now, and waiting for the elevator down, we saw one of the students (my friend's classmate) in it, going the opposite way, up.
she was working on a piece of her own, a choral piece with the accompliment of a gamelan. Her shoulder were slumped in exhaustion and her hair dishevelled and unkempt. but in her eyes, i could just feel this thing burning through, a certain fervour that would never extinguish in the strongest of winds.
i admire these people, these people who dare to trod the path of uncertainty, of no promise of return, not because there's no other route to turn to, but through the sheer strength of passion.
i honestly felt put to shame in comparison to them. and inspired at the same time.
Here's to the resolution, the determination, and the pure unbridled passion within them all.
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