Have you had this amazing sensation of reminiscence when you are struck with a melody that your sensory comes back from pieces you've left behind years back in the quest of growing up? Things so obscure that it grew obsolete and you would gasp at its revivals? Such that you wonder where time had gone and passed, as if part of life then were snipped from your timeline. So fresh you could almost taste the moments. Even so fresh you would laugh at how silly the journey of your innocence were. The tingling fuzziness behind your ears that makes you sigh at the simple moments in your life. The blissful simplicity in life then and the sense of adventure to things unexplored that seemed complex and in eager for your trial.

I would have pictured me doing my homework at night and listening to soft rock on radio probably in ranges like, Extreme's: More than words. Homework seemed to be everything about Mathematics though. Listening vigilantly to request shows on radio playing at chances of my requests that I had mailed or maybe from friends for yours truly. Its so warm and fuzzy that the brightness of tomorrow greets me by the morning air as I donned my faded school uniform or the crisp prickly ones when its time to replenish. Vanity was a part of settling in and fitting in. Appearance was a form of medium for us to be perceived and awarded in stature. The cold excitement at trade of attention to the admired and the ecstasy of nervousness and glee as we fix our eyes to our crushes. The innocent twinkle as we glare and glance from the corner of our eyes, usually followed by a gentle heap of breath. And then with the most silent smile we could ever pulled.

And yes, all these magnitude of reminiscence from the amazing tune of a song.