Lost Frequencies: Reflecting on My Drifting Love for Dear Lady Radio
Three years ago, I publicly expressed my love for you. It was a bold moment, with little regard for others’ opinions. I proudly proclaimed my affection for the melodious voice that first captured my heart in June 2009, to anyone willing to listen. It was a simpler time, even in the aftermath of a post-COVID world.
But now, the world feels different.
Adulting in Nigeria continues to drain whatever joy remains, and you, my dear, are not exempt.
Today, February 13th, on your birthday, I struggle to summon the same enthusiasm as before. Over the past year, my time with you has dwindled significantly. I don’t listen to your programs as often as I used to, and it’s starting to trouble me deeply.
Today, especially, I reflect on our shared past. We were inseparable when we were younger; now, as an adult, you seem like a distant memory. Why? Who’s to blame? These are questions I’m still grappling with.
I once had grand plans to start a podcast, but it remains unrealized. While the desire still burns within me, I’ve come to accept the reality that it may never come to fruition. Many aspirations I once had now feel out of reach, and you, my dear lady, are beginning to feel like one of them.
There was a time when you were my constant companion, from dawn till midnight. Now, I’m lucky if I catch a glimpse of you on weekends. Once, you accompanied me on trips, your sweet voice serenading me. Now, that space is often filled by other companions.
Times have changed, and as time passes, my dreams seem further away, and you and I grow more distant.
Adulting keeps me occupied with bills, leaving little time for the things I love, and I don’t know how to change that. I don’t know how to bring you closer. I’m not even sure it’s possible.
So, on this special day, more than ever, as I wish you a Happy Birthday, I also want to share my true feelings. Perhaps somewhere in your brilliant mind lies the answer to our troubles. We’re soulmates, you and I, yet I don’t harbor false hope for a happy ending because sometimes, even love isn’t enough.
Happy World Radio Day, my dear Lady Radio. As we celebrate this global ode to the medium that brought us together, I find solace in the memories we’ve shared and the hope that our bond finds a chance to improve, even in the face of life’s challenges. Here’s to the power of your voice, which has brought joy and comfort to me and countless other listeners over the years. May your frequencies continue to resonate with warmth and nostalgia, reminding us of simpler times and the enduring magic of radio.
Love, Talius,
For World Radio Day 2024
