My first introduction to popular country music artist Brad Paisley was when I first listened to the song “Whiskey Lullaby”. It was a duet that Brad Paisley sang with Alison Krauss , popular American bluegrass-country singer.
Months later, I stumbled upon Paisley’s single track “Find Yourself”.
There is something about the song. I feel, all of us, can relate this song to our lives. Those who can’t, I’m sure, will do in the future. I am posting the parts of the lyrics of the song, that appeal to me the most, first, so that those who haven’t come across the song, will know what I’m trying to drive at.
“Find Yourself” lyrics:
When you find yourself
In some far off place
And it causes you to rethink some things
You start to sense that slowly
You’re becoming someone else
And then you find yourself,
When we go through life
So sure of where we’re headin’
And we wind up lost and it’s
The best thing that could have happened
‘Cause sometimes when you lose your way it’s really just as well
Because you find yourself
Yeah that’s when you find yourself
We all have our own dreams. Dreams about ourselves. It starts right from childhood, when a little girl poses in front of the mirror wearing a pretty little blue dress, with eyes full of Bollywood dreams.
Or when a little boy in jeans and tees poses with his guitar, and in his reflection, sees the greatest rockstar of the century.
Those little dreams are the purest ones, for they know no reason, no negativity, and no fear.
As the two little children grow up to becomes teenagers, slowly, reasoning and practical thinking overshadow their childhood dreams. And the Bollywood actress and the Rockstar no longer appeal to them. Well, they have got to dream about something achievable, isn’t it?
No doubt, the girl has won “The Best Actress” award in all of her school plays. No doubt, the boy is the best guitarist of his town. But so what?
They’ve got to dream about something logical. Something achievable.
So, the girl dreams of being a doctor. And the boy dreams of being an Engineer. Achievable dreams.
Years roll on, both of them have now achieved their dreams. The girl is studying in the best Medical College of her town. And the boy is studying Engineering. But both of them are still too impractical, for they still waste their time in useless pursuits – the girl still participates in her college plays and the boy is the lead guitarist of his college band.
Many years down the line, the girl is now an established doctor. And the boy has landed a job in a top I-T firm. Both of them are happy, well, on the surface.
Both of them have money, happy families. But, their souls remain hungry.
Work, pressure, stress, coming home tired, dozing off. The cycle continues. They work on, like zombies.
Then comes Sunday. The only day they are themselves. The only day they can’t be found.
The boy retreats to his garage, which is his makeshift music room, and nothing can separate the guitar from him, for the whole day.
The girl, retreats to her room, enacts some of the classic plays, all by herself. The mirror being her only spectator. She rummages through her “theatre box” – where she keeps all her remembrances from her theatre days. There, she finds a photograph from her college days. The one from her “Best Actress” days. She looks on. A tear from her eyes falls on the photograph. A sigh escapes from her.
After years of trying to kill the actress and the rockstar within themselves, and years of trying to replace them with the doctor and the engineer, they’ve FAILED.
They’re back to square one.