"If life gives us black and white..
Echo it back with a beautiful melody!"
I lift the lid, and look down at the keys.
Black and white-
The blacks above the whites. Just the way my life has become.
I press a key. The sound echos. It feels hollow. I feel empty..
Pulling the seat out from under the piano, I sit on it.
Taking a deep breath, I press some more keys. They feel unfamiliar, but it is something I once knew. Something I once loved doing..
"Playing a melody. Creating music."
The keys are dusty. The piano is old and untouched. As I play, I can see my fingerprints staying back.
I run my fingers through all the keys at a go. The dust blows and the prints are no longer seen.
I gently try to adjust to the blacks and the whites.
I try playing a new melody..
A new music, a new beginning with the same old chords!
As the sounds echo, they fill me up, making me finally smile..
Got exams coming up, so won't be on the blog sphere for a while!
You guys take care till then :)
I'll be back after a while! :)