Sonia Majumder

There’s something electric about doing something for the first time. How alive you feel with the anticipation and excitement. The heart-racing sense that something special is about to unfold.

That first concert, it was all magic. The kind that makes you forget the world and remember what pure joy feels like.

It was a short but sweet drive to Abu Dhabi. We spent it talking about our dream jobs, wild ideas, and the kind of life you’d want to live. The one that sets your soul on fire. We wandered into conversations about crime documentaries and the intricacies of cybercrime, imagining ourselves solving a high-stakes case, to be brave, have courage and to do something self-less.

Someone like Erin Brockovich came up, bold, unapologetic, willing to take on the world if it meant doing what’s right. Living a rare kind of life… like earning emeralds or ruby red jewels, hard to find but worth chasing.

By the time we arrived, we were buzzing. We dashed through the mall like kids late to class, laughing, hearts pounding, trying not to miss a single beat. And then, there they were. The Kooks. Snow Patrol. Our childhood bands.

Hearing them live felt surreal, like flipping through an old diary where every lyric was a time capsule memory. ‘Naive,’ ‘Seaside,’ ‘We Do It All,’ ‘What If This Is All the Love You Ever Get?’ The soundtracks of our youth.

When they played the songs, I had goosebumps.For moments, I felt like the teenage version of myself again. Free and full of feelings.

We danced, sang, let go. For a few hours, everything else faded, the stress, the overthinking, the in-between feelings of growing up and healing from things we didn’t talk about. It was just music, lights, connection. Magic.

The joy was real, so real, I didn’t want the night to end. It wrapped up the way best nights do, with pizza, a few drinks, laughter, and a moonlit walk by the beach. The sound of the waves rolling in, soft and steady, felt like the world exhaling. One of those nights that makes everything feel lighter and the kind that helps you fall asleep calmer.

It was a reminder that happiness can be spontaneous, and life can turn around in an instant. That healing can begin in unexpected moments, in laughter, in songs, in long drives, and in conversations about courage. Sometimes, all it takes to feel like yourself again is a bit of live music and someone to dream with.

Looking back, it wasn’t just about the music. It was about freedom and nostalgia. The spark of something new.

Because some moments, the wild and wonderful ones, are worth chasing.