Monthly Archives: September 2012
Part 4 is up and rolling…
On our way to Japan our sensei told us that we’ll have two days to remember and will have to remember for the rest of our lives. One of those days was the day we went to Hiroshima; it became the most touching day of our journey.
Maybe I should say this. You never really know how awful it is when disaster strikes and you get the news from the TV, radio, internet and the sort; it’s one thing to hear of it, it’s another to be at the scene. At first, arriving in Hiroshima you wouldn’t feel like anything major happened here, even if it was in the 1940s; but if you’re keen enough, you feel like no one ever wants it to happen again. What I’m I talking about? The Atomic Bomb of World War II.
We visited the museum and saw their exhibits; just by entering the main hall you can feel the sadness grip you. People already get overwhelmed and find it hard to continue to the exhibits upstairs because everything about it; the planning, the dropping of the bomb itself is horrifying. I’m on record saying, “…to think any human being would develop such a devastating device and drop it on people he knows nothing about or knows nothing of their families and not feel a drop of enpathy…” (that was on a radio interview at NHK radio, Swahili service); the things we saw there can shake you to the core. As in, people were literally ‘baked’ to death (temperatures at the surface hit 5000 degrees celcius) and not talking of the aftermath of the radaiation…
I know I don’t have the full details or I’ll never really know what happened during that war… But that was never the answer; and that never should be the answer to solve whatever it is higher ups want to solve. Life is precious; even if it’s fighting I think we should learn to respect our enemies. August 6th, 1945 should never happen again.
I believe everyone should visit there once… Allow your eyes to be really opened. War isn’t a joke.
That being said, Hiroshima is a nice place; they have there own style of Okonomiyaki; it’s one of the most peaceful places I’ve visited.
Right, part 3 and Karaoke could not miss in this list. Usually when I tell people I [can] sing it goes something like this:
“You can sing?”
“Really! Sing us a song!”
“Uh, no… ”
“Why? You’re shy?”
“The mood isn’t right…”
“Thought so.. You can’t sing.”
Yes I can sing. And I sang my lungs out at a Karaoke bar thousands of miles away from home, among friends I had just made the previous day! Did I make a fool of myself? That depends; if fools have fun then I guess I did! Now, if only I had a video…
So even now when I hear a song that was sung that day I get extremely nostalgic… Like Bad Romance, Mess of Me, We are (One Piece!) and a couple of others. Music is really powerful y’now…