Today, I dedicate my blog to the memory of my dearest piano, who have been with me by my side for the past 25 years of my life.
Dad bought me the Yamaha U1 25 years ago and since then, it has seen all the ups and downs, happiness and sorrows in the family. It has seen me through countless hours of practices from the frst day I tinker on the piano keys. It is everything to me and it stayed with me in good times and bad.
One of my teachers used to say, "Treat the piano like your lover, treat every note and phrase ever so thoughtfully." Indeed, it has a soul. It is able to express my innermost feelings and emotions whenever I felt words cannot fully describe. It has endured my frustrations and manics moments on the piano keys.
The feeling of losing a piano is strange. It is your lover, but not in the true sense. But it sure feels the same. I am getting a new piano, a brand new one. But I guess it will never be the same. It needs time to understand and know your piano. And it will have to begin all over again.
You can say, I have outperformed my piano. But if not for my dearest piano, I would not have been who I am today. It has, in part, shaped my life.
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what happened it it??
Traded in for a grand piano. Externally ok but internally already worn out.
Heh heh... u jolted my memory!! i remember she also used to say must caress the keys and touch it like u touch ur lover...congrats on the new lover! ;) when will it arrive?
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