Reblog: Eccentric Distraction

The relishing music in the air, soothed down into tranquility. The Piano stopped playing, leaving the last note to echo in the room, for quite some moments. Later, dead silence was laid in front of the room. The silence was smothered like a golden Phoenix reborn, from the fireplace. The pianist, gawked out of his window willing to go outside the room, after seeing the clamour. Soon, the wind’s changed it directions turning into a whirlwind, and eventually making a hindrance in the way of the pianist to go out. He again sat on the chair, and then the tunes were heard again.

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