I never expected those violins to ever play, ever. But then they soon came strumming (?), and how!
*Blinding light*
It’s the hardest thing to let happen, it’s the hardest thing to rejoice about- you know, the possibility of these violin moments? It’s the hardest thing. Period. Whatever was I thinking? But wait, the tunes are perfect- those synchronised melancholic beats… yes, the same ‘dejection pitch’, that one.
*Points*
Familiarity is, at a certain level, an amazing thing. This time, the melancholy was the only thing that was familiar. Exactly that one! Strangely, something else had crept in now- perhaps more violins.
*Innocent shrug*
Like those concerts, blaring away in full volume? Insensitive, uncaring, loud. Playing the loveliest music I had heard in a while. I sat there listening, wondering, smiling, wiping off tears.
*Blinding light*
It’s the hardest thing to let happen, it’s the hardest thing to rejoice about- you know, the possibility of these violin moments? It’s the hardest thing. Period. Whatever was I thinking? But wait, the tunes are perfect- those synchronised melancholic beats… yes, the same ‘dejection pitch’, that one.
*Points*
Familiarity is, at a certain level, an amazing thing. This time, the melancholy was the only thing that was familiar. Exactly that one! Strangely, something else had crept in now- perhaps more violins.
*Innocent shrug*
Like those concerts, blaring away in full volume? Insensitive, uncaring, loud. Playing the loveliest music I had heard in a while. I sat there listening, wondering, smiling, wiping off tears.
*Melody*
What was I thinking, anyway? This time I wasn’t. Who even thinks while being carried away like that? While being sucked into some sort of a musical tornado? Violin moment one, moment two, moment three… Aargh, they still taunt. Then they become familiar again…
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