Of Cabbages and Kings

October 27, 2006

Fragments of music

Filed under: Random musing — Chinmayi @ 6:02 pm

A concert on Thurday. Slanting straight lines of yellow light cutting across shadows and wooden floors. Silent rows of people. A piano and a violin. A young woman and and old man. Tinkling and melancholy moaning.

 It should have been perfect – but it wasn’t. The music was broken and floated around in slightly disjoint shards, so you could see that if you pushed this bit a little and pulled that bit slightly, it would be beautiful. So you could hear strains of old and beloved piece fall together beautifully, and as your eyelids drop under the weight of the pleasure creeping over you, suddenly, it falls apart.

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