Ornaments

Skating through the hustle and bustle of New York City, I was deluged in the evening lights just illuminating across the vicinity, making my way back home, wearied after a full week of work. I was not paying any attention to the surroundings except for the fact that I needed my bed badly and my […]

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Sunk.

My fingers were throbbing, sweat was profuse along my body, I was sitting up straight with instructed posture and the hand-holding-ball gesture on the wooden black-and-whites. I practised the scales, broken chords, cadence in a mechanical fashion, just to get my fingers fit for what I was about to play. F major, tun.tun.tung… Staccato, tuk. tuk. […]

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Sotto Voce

My fingers were trembling, the black and white keys were stained with my blood, strings were smudged with vibration. I kept on playing, knowing that my playing was needed to keep things going. The natural frequencies were measured with my ears, I had the gift to pry open the fabric of reality into another dimension […]

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Blue, Blue Sky.

The polished jet black grand piano stood signularly across the room, the strings were beating in a melodious tone, the keys were capering gracefully, dancing in the rhythm of the heart, and moulding the shape of you. I postured myself in a comfortable position, the grand piano was placed in a vicinity where sunlight or […]

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Fair Lady

His slender fingers across the black and white keys, the grandiose feelings that her poured into the strings bringing the crowd into a swing of emotions. The audience have their ears pinned to his melodious notes, lacing themselves into a wondrous sonata, a picturesque yet quaint sight to witness. The resplendent sombre glow of the […]

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Harmony, Strangers.

Two random people, strolling around the piano section of the store, caressing the jet black timber, peered into each other. Both of them took their seats on two respective pianos that were opposite to each other. The florescent light, the two rows of racks, and the other pianos sat idly, awaiting for something to happen. […]

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Again.

It had been six months since I last sat in front of the piano, I did not have time, an excuse. After watching a series of anime- Your Lie in April, the sole reason behind every pianist to play the piano is… You are the piano. I wanted to have a taste of being a part of […]

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Pianist, Fear.

There was the piano, sombre, gleaming with the spotlights glazing on the jet black surface, effacing the garrulous crowd that was discussing about the last pianist, how magnificent was he, how he turned the hall into his garden of music, how good a pianist he was. I stood at the aperture facing the piano, my […]

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Piano

Black and white keys, Major and minor, Chords and scales, Crescendo and decrescendo, Resonance and dissonance, All of these dance together gracefully Accentuating the colours of playing piano. To enthrall the fascination of music, We must be the music. It is not playing the piano, But being the piano. Using multitude of expressions, To make […]

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