Mozart is my only support in my life
It is no other human beings or any kind of creed that keeps me going through this meaningless life. It is Mozart's music that keeps me stand this life.
When I was taking care of my wife during the three year battle against cancer, nobody was able to comfort me. It was Mozart's music that I played in my car everyday during my commute hours that gave me the consolation and the strength to get by another day.
Even now, when my wife has been dead for four years and I am living a lonely widower's life, the only and faithful companion I have is Mozart. I listen to his piano concertos, violin sonatas, Requiem everyday. I may skip washing my face or having breakfast, but not a day goes by without me listening to his music in my car or alone at home lying on my single bed.
It was Mozart who showed me there can be an order and a clarity that transcends this ugly world when I was a teenager with no bearing in my life. It was Mozart who taught me to regain the strength and courage to face another working day in the office in my thirties.
It is still Mozart alone who keeps me company in my room where I sit alone and am separated from the humankind who do not care whether I live or die.
I think it will be Mozart, when I leave this crazy world and opens the gate to the another world, that will open the gate and welcome me with his playful and congenial smile. Of course, my wife will be there too with smile and loving arms towards me. Everything will be OK then. Everything will be over and we will be happy again together.
When I was taking care of my wife during the three year battle against cancer, nobody was able to comfort me. It was Mozart's music that I played in my car everyday during my commute hours that gave me the consolation and the strength to get by another day.
Even now, when my wife has been dead for four years and I am living a lonely widower's life, the only and faithful companion I have is Mozart. I listen to his piano concertos, violin sonatas, Requiem everyday. I may skip washing my face or having breakfast, but not a day goes by without me listening to his music in my car or alone at home lying on my single bed.
It was Mozart who showed me there can be an order and a clarity that transcends this ugly world when I was a teenager with no bearing in my life. It was Mozart who taught me to regain the strength and courage to face another working day in the office in my thirties.
It is still Mozart alone who keeps me company in my room where I sit alone and am separated from the humankind who do not care whether I live or die.
I think it will be Mozart, when I leave this crazy world and opens the gate to the another world, that will open the gate and welcome me with his playful and congenial smile. Of course, my wife will be there too with smile and loving arms towards me. Everything will be OK then. Everything will be over and we will be happy again together.
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