To Be Seen

Big Fishes' Carnival at The Lake - To Be Seen

He tapped the microphone twice, testing if it worked properly. A jumbled sounds of various instrument rammed his ears, stopping only after those ramblings sounded like music. He took a deep breath, preparing himself physically and mentally, before he hummed the tune which made the world go wild.

The next morning he immediately jumped from his bed, after such tiring night, and rushed to the television. Inside that little glowing, box, in every news of every channel, he showed up. He was relieved.

He then muted the television and shifted his attention to the small radio. He turned it on, adjusting the antenna so that the sound became crystal clear, until the wonderful tune he had composed sent him into his memories of the past.

He was not always alone. There was once a girl of his age that would always be with him in tears of joy and sorrow. He promised her that they would always be together forever, and she clinged to that promise, never letting go. However, fate had written their stories as a separate existence, and so the promise was broken.

He believed that a strong will would be able to mend the broken, and he believed that she was looking for him as much as he wanted to search for her. So he did what he could do; he tried to make himself noticeable to the whole world so that, no matter where she was, he would be found by her.

God would always reward those with strong determination, and with that he managed to climb up to the stairs of fame. With the help of the most skillful player, he formed the band that soared the sky and become the world's most famous band in history. People saw him as the most successful man on earth, but it was never his victory until he found her, or she found him.

He then continued to ensure that his name exist in the social media: television, radio, newspaper and other platforms. Now that he had watched the television and listened to the radio, he quickly dressed himself to go out and buy the latest magazine and the day's newspaper.

"Good," he murmured to himself when he found a person with the exact same face in the first pages of the magazine. His name was also found in the first page of the latest newspaper. With this, he had made sure that she could find him. He was relieved, but a glance of a section in the newspaper appalled him.

He was stupid, he realized. He should search for her and not the other way around. In front of him was an article regarding none other than her, with a picture of a coffin and people grieving. He was too late.