The Grand Piano plays a dull melody, the tones are melancholic, but the music is soothing. The tempo suggests that there's something missing, yet the music feels complete. There is an interlude playing all along, and it adds beauty and life to the melancholy,but as all interludes do, it stops before the melody reaches the end.
There is a pause...an unpleasant pause...and it takes you into a journey......of Life......
And as you wait and wait, a high note starts playing, a childlike composition of notes, with a higher tempo, and a higher pitch, resembling two little girls playing with a brown doggie, their piggy tails bumping up and down.....and suddenly, the note changes to something very heavy, low pitched one, telling us that the child's play is over.
Time to Go on.
A New music starts, cautious with low pitched, slow single keys,resembling the advance of the child into adolescence, and yet again, come the interludes, some gay, some not, resembling the temptations of an adolescent. The notes pick up tempo, and pitch, describing in detail, the happy moments, only to be punctuated by low notes, or the sad moments.....and the melody stops yet again for a while...a pause....
....Which is nothing but change in Times......
The adolescent enters fresh adulthood...and life is a mystery...the mind is curious and the heart is eager....to meet new people....some strike the same chord....some do not....life is slow...seems like all work no play...."Oh How can I live like this?" thinks the young adult, and the older ones reassure moments of action....and the young adult waits...for the moments.......and then the pause comes again.....
.......a Ray of hope maybe?
The new melody is faster, yet uniform, smooth, and repetitive. The adult is excited ....about the new life, the new responsibilities, the new luxuries....enjoyment is defined, and enjoyment is enjoyed. the adult sees it as an opportunity to learn new things, and as an opportunity to prove the talent inside.
...And the the melody changes ....it's not uniform anymore.... it's definitely slowing down....and many little pauses pop up....Has the piano grown weary? As the adult thinks about the solution.....comes the pause again.
....and the new note is low pitched...slow...a smooth life yet a lonely one....a life which craves for a partner....to share the inner joys, to share the inner sorrows...
The feelings need to be shared, not with a computer.....And the adult, in hope, stops the piano....
......and waits in the darkness of the unending pause....
For......
The One....
There is a pause...an unpleasant pause...and it takes you into a journey......of Life......
And as you wait and wait, a high note starts playing, a childlike composition of notes, with a higher tempo, and a higher pitch, resembling two little girls playing with a brown doggie, their piggy tails bumping up and down.....and suddenly, the note changes to something very heavy, low pitched one, telling us that the child's play is over.
Time to Go on.
A New music starts, cautious with low pitched, slow single keys,resembling the advance of the child into adolescence, and yet again, come the interludes, some gay, some not, resembling the temptations of an adolescent. The notes pick up tempo, and pitch, describing in detail, the happy moments, only to be punctuated by low notes, or the sad moments.....and the melody stops yet again for a while...a pause....
....Which is nothing but change in Times......
The adolescent enters fresh adulthood...and life is a mystery...the mind is curious and the heart is eager....to meet new people....some strike the same chord....some do not....life is slow...seems like all work no play...."Oh How can I live like this?" thinks the young adult, and the older ones reassure moments of action....and the young adult waits...for the moments.......and then the pause comes again.....
.......a Ray of hope maybe?
The new melody is faster, yet uniform, smooth, and repetitive. The adult is excited ....about the new life, the new responsibilities, the new luxuries....enjoyment is defined, and enjoyment is enjoyed. the adult sees it as an opportunity to learn new things, and as an opportunity to prove the talent inside.
...And the the melody changes ....it's not uniform anymore.... it's definitely slowing down....and many little pauses pop up....Has the piano grown weary? As the adult thinks about the solution.....comes the pause again.
....and the new note is low pitched...slow...a smooth life yet a lonely one....a life which craves for a partner....to share the inner joys, to share the inner sorrows...
The feelings need to be shared, not with a computer.....And the adult, in hope, stops the piano....
......and waits in the darkness of the unending pause....
For......
The One....
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