Danc­ing in Septem­ber

Gulf News - - Opinion -

Septem­ber has al­ways been my favourite month. Apart from be­ing the month I was brought into this world, it her­alds the be­gin­ning of my favourite sea­son as well; au­tumn. Leaves turn brown and or­ange, the evenings get shorter and dark­ness de­scends a bit quicker ev­ery day. It means warm nights in­side as the rain beats against the win­dows and hits against the roof. It means nights of cold fresh­ness, clear and cloud­less skies with a sprin­kling of glint­ing stars. It means wrap­ping up in woolly clothes and wear­ing socks and boots to keep the wet well away.

It is also the month of birth­days in our fam­ily. My sis­ter and I are both Septem­ber chil­dren, along with two of my aunts — my other sis­ter just missed out on be­ing one of the Septem­ber sis­ters by be­ing born in early Oc­to­ber — the tragedy. We could have been a band. The Septem­ber Sis­ters could have been like the Nolan sis­ters, or the Corrs; a nice whole­some Ir­ish group of lovely singing girls. Or we could have been the Sep­tic Sis­ters, a heavy metal group with a pen­chant for sewage. It could have gone ei­ther way, re­ally. ’Twas not meant to be.

It has also re­cently come to my at­ten­tion that Septem­ber is the ti­tle of an Earth, Wind and Fire song, one that will cer­tainly get some air time when I am next re­united with my Septem­ber sis­ter for a cel­e­bra­tion of my birthday later this month. I won’t di­vulge my age, but yes, I am a fan of Earth, Wind and Fire and if that makes me an­cient, then an­cient I am. But an an­cient with great taste in mu­sic.

Septem­ber is a spe­cial month, and I’m not alone. Shar­ing my birth month are such greats as Bill Mur­ray, Bruce Spring­steen and Ser­ena Williams. The great­ness seeps out of our very souls. There’s also Naren­dra Modi and Con­fu­cius, the Chi­nese teacher and philoso­pher, who be­long to the Septem­ber club.

The month her­alds new be­gin­nings in many coun­tries across the world be­cause it is the time when schools and uni­ver­si­ties be­gin their new year, with chil­dren and older learn­ers re­turn­ing to class after their long days of sum­mer fun have come to an end. For me, Septem­ber is in­deed a new be­gin­ning too as I fin­ish my Mas­ter’s de­gree and won­der what chal­lenge to take up next. I submitted my fi­nal as­sign­ment last week and am now await­ing my re­sults and grad­u­a­tion later in the year. I won­der what the year ahead will hold for me. Who knows where I’ll be next Septem­ber; per­haps back in sunny UAE or some other far flung part of the world. Ei­ther way, I’ll be tak­ing some time to en­joy hav­ing fin­ished this dif­fi­cult year as a stu­dent, and clean­ing up my books and notes that have been scat­tered across the din­ing room ta­ble for the en­tire year; the scene of many days of in­tense in­quiry, frus­tra­tion and joy. So I’ll be hav­ing an au­tumn clean-up, if you will, much to the de­light of my house­mate and sis­ter, Bron­agh. Per­haps now I’ll have space to fi­nally un­pack the boxes of books I had shipped from Dubai last year. They’ve been wal­low­ing in dark­ness since last Septem­ber, and I think it’s time to find them a home. So as I be­gin the big cleanup I’ll think about the won­der­ful month of Septem­ber and how to cel­e­brate in style. And one thing’s for sure, as Earth, Wind and Fire sang, ‘Ba de ah, Danc­ing in Septem­ber’, is ex­actly what I plan to do this month ev­ery chance I get.

Christina Cur­ran is a jour­nal­ist cur­rently study­ing a Masters in In­ter­na­tional Re­la­tions at Queen’s Univer­sity, Belfast.

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