I wanted to talk about my thoughts and feelings about “For Fruits Basket” by Ritsuko Okazaki.
I’m here in the bus and, I wanted a quiet moment for my inner self and instead of watching Youtube videos like I always do, and hurting my eyes in the pricess, I decided to stare at the surroundings by the window.
I listened to Aozora by Lia first – very quiet, peacefully happy. Then it dawned on me to listen to “For Fruits Basket”.
The piano starts playing softly. I close my eyes.
I’ve always liked the quietness of this song. The first time I saw Fruits Basket was back in high school; we had an anine club back then.
This particular opening theme stood out to me because…it wasn’t showy, or hyper techno-y… It was just a quiet, minimalistic montage of the characters staring out towards the sky as if they’re musing over or watching something.
I found a sense of solace in that, and the song. Which is why, as I sit here in the bus listening to the lyrics, I couldn’t help but choke up. I cried a bit, quietly.
“I understand the meaning of our living here
It’s to know the joy of being born”
I think about how, Ritsuko Okazaki, the composer, who probably knew about her illness, could write those lyrics; and I, who is not sick, is still trying to figure that out and believe that.
Another thing – for some reason, by listening to this song I learned that when creating something, be it a song or art, you create it for the sake of the song, not for the number of views/likes you can get. And that is the beauty of the song or art – of beauty in self-expression.
This song is really cathartic for me and I hope it is for you too.
Thanks for reading!