The Power Of Music.

Music is life, undoubtedly. I have experienced different moments when I felt like I was high on something, so long as very good music began to play on my stereo.

This reminds me of the first concert I ever attended while I was on holiday. Back then, my parents would never let me leave the house to spend the night outside, even though I had gotten so many invitations to attend concerts.

During that period, my cousin called my dad to seek his permission to come to spend the weekend and some days with them since it was a festive period, and I was excited that I would finally sleep at my cousins' for a few days. "Time to explore," I soliloquized.

I've known my cousins to be fun-loving people, and they loved music as much as I did. Their mom sells noodles and fried eggs on a school campus, and the whole shop gets so busy at night that some students feel too tired to cool, so they just come over to eat the already-prepared noodles and fried eggs at my aunt's shop. We were assisting her in frying the eggs, washing the dishes, and doing some little assistance in the background, and it was so much fun.

One evening, one of the students brought three tickets for us because their school would be hosting an all-night concert in the big hall two days away from the time of the invite, and immediately my eldest cousin accepted that we would be there.

Since he was a guy and the eldest, I wasn't sceptical about going to an all-night concert; after all, he was there to guide me and his sister.

He told his mom about it, and she agreed to it. Since it was on the same campus as her shop, she began to be worried about who would assist her for the night, but after so much contemplation, she agreed we would all go and that she was going to make little noodles and close early since she wouldn't be having a helping hand.

Unfortunately that day, I began to feel a bit feverish, and I was already disappointed in myself that I would miss the opportunity to attend the concert, so I made up my mind to stay with my aunt in the shop, although I had taken some medication in the morning.

However, when the time arrived and I saw my favourite celebrity, I couldn't help but convince my aunt that I was going to the hall for the concert regardless of my health status. My cousins began to laugh at me as they too were about to leave for the concert.

We rushed back home, which wasn't so far from the university campus, and I wore my dress and a pair of flats as I wanted to be so comfortable.

As soon as we stepped into the hall and the concert began, my whole mood began to light up as I was feeling the groove so much. I didn't remember how feverish I was a few hours ago, and my cousins were so surprised at how energetic I suddenly became.

I was just screaming at the top of my voice and living in the moment. It was such a wonderful moment. My cousin's brother was watching out for me and his sister and having fun at the same time.

It was almost like I should join the artists on stage, but then we had to be composed and not act like we'd never been to a concert before, even though that was my first.

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