Variations on My Guitar Frets

Can anyone please finish the sentence of my title in the way I would like it to be?
Just please, tell me that, ''Once a Band Boy, Forever a Band Boy!''

Once again, memory played his little Ipsy Wipsy trick on me..
The reflection of my past emerged when I went back to the Old School and see how Kwang Hua Band has been doing preparing for Selangor Formation Competition.

And this came into my mind;

I was once there, one of the figure among 80 others that march along with the music we play, to display the formation we practised for months.
No doubt the training was TOUGH and spirit challenging as anyone can reach the point of breaking down and give up at any time,
especially near dead line like what the juniors are facing now..

To counter the heavy load and stress of practicing till perfect, we had to be both patient and determined in devoting our time and effort, and that is why, those who couldn't take it or those whose sacrifices are forbade by parents, had to step out of this circle.

Deep down we understood, Each and everyone plays such significant role as the whole formation will never be complete with the absence of juz one, and that makes everyone Special in its own way.
And that's why, we who came from different background gave mutual support, and the result are bonds of friendship and memories that lived long.
We held the spirit to fight, plight our will to entertain, and of course the fun in enjoying the beat we ourselves played, as ONE band.

And that was the point of time, where personal glory never came into my mind,
the showmanship is all it's about, to prove how strong we are, as ONE united BAND!
After facing the fright upon competition alongside with each other, we took pride as one BAND, for at that point of time, we had made our past efforts a reality as we had completed the performance of ONE Band!


Yet, Something is undeniable, Today, I am standing up there, looking at them, as an ex-member..
The numerous unfamiliar faces of the really young ones, signifies nothing but the drifting away of my secondary school years.
And the past tense i used while describing the experience of being in a BAND, juz implies nothing but the fact that, I am now an Ex-kwang huarian, and an Ex-member of Kwang Hua school band.

And now I feel even more sorry than ever that, I am unable to witness their selangor comp.
With A levels Exams round the corner, today is the only free time I could spare to visit the band.
And things can never get better when it is absolute that Trumpet, is no longer something that I have chemistry with. It never appeal to me as the way it did ages ago.

And so, time will never give me any more chances of being in a secondary school band,
yet it shall NEVER succeed in seizing away my Memories that's still fresh in my mind that,
I was once, a Band Boy..



Gambate to Kwang Hua Band this year!!
More polish, emphasize on the semangat, song, and tidiness, and show the look of confidence and success when playing such a glorious song like Distorted, then I believe, u all can make it!