Singing ‘The Blues’
Apr 6th, 2010 by Abdul Ghani
From my place on the prayer mat I welcome the dawn of a new day. The sun rises in a clear, cloudless sky of blue. Lost in the beauty and silence of this magical moment, I see the world as a haven of peace, tranquility and reflection. In close harmony with nature life is unhurried, relaxed and calm.
The supremely blue scent nestles into my ardent skin. It invites my soul to never fading joy. Beauteous and sublime, it captures the perfect summer’s day. It’s as though, for just one precious moment, the world itself has called a truce with all of nature and mankind. Nothing but harmonious peace prevails. My adventures in Brunei are all here, captured inside this very scent. Each note is a nostalgic step back in time, the memory of something lost, the discovery of something new. Each note telling its own story, urging us to listen without prejudice.
It’s an almost edible, delicious elixir that blends exotic tropical islands with the sweetness of wild blueberries. A fruity wonder that transports me back to the blue lagoon where a lost memory is found. My senses are revived. All hazy colors of grey are washed aside forming a sea of sapphire through which I swim and cleanse my soul. The caption underneath this shot reads: ‘Felicity’.
Blue is wisdom, intelligence, faith and truth. Qualities attributed to the wise men who told me the name. Uncle Dan tells me that in his tradition the discovery of something this supremely blue will only bring the best of luck and give new life. And Allah knows best.
Uncle Dan knocks on the door, it is time to leave. ‘What do you think, Abdul Ghani? Are you happy with the distillation?’ ‘Happy!’ I reply. ‘Happy is an understatement. This is sheer felicity, Uncle Dan. Let’s get the shipment ready!’
