It was December 8, the feast of the Virgin, and an urgent need to listen to music from the outside world grabbed me. I had a thirst for life again. By chance I heard a countdown of Led Zeppelin's best songs, and I wept in gratitude. "Stairway to Heaven" was my hymn to life. Hearing it reminded me that I was born for happiness. I had collected all their records, and they were my treasure back in the days when music came only on vinyl records.
I knew that among die-hard fans it was frowned upon to like "Stairway to Heaven." It had become too popular. Connoisseurs were not supposed to share the taste of the masses. But I never disowned my first loves. From the age of fourteen, I'd been convinced that the song was written for me. On hearing the song again in that impenetrable jungle, I wept at the promise of freedom made to me long ago, that I had never understood before: "And a new day will dawn for those who stand long, And the forests will echo with laughter."
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Íngrid Betancourt, a presidential candidate in Colombia in 2002, was kidnapped by the FARC (Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia) and held captive until her rescue by the Colombian army in the summer of 2008. In her recent book Even Silence Has an End, she describes how a battery-operated radio was her lifeline to the world. What she heard might surprise you: