I spent most of my time with him learning how to play Moonlight Sonata- Bethoven.
I'd always mess up the last part.
He'd keep repeating the same word, "nuh", until I finally got it.
Sometimes I wonder whether that's actually a word.
One day, he gave me a serious look and said, "play the melody that persists in your heart, it won't just come to you, you need to find it".
I was puzzled, and as he analysed me he understood. He just smiled at me and said "you'll understand".
It was only after that I finally got it.
YOU ARE READING
Melody
القصة القصيرة"You are my melody", she said. A story about a girl who was a victim of the suppressors, commonly known as bullying. "They say every story has a plot-twist, so did mine" Read on for a short and sweet story!!!
