TWO WORLDS OF A MIND

(PRELUDE: FORGIVEN WORDS)

Silence hung between them...
Since they were outside the hall they removed their microphones for a while.

"I am so glad that you got my note." Brett said.
"Yeah......I said those wrong things about you. It's never like to argue with anyone and especially with you after all the fun we sail through. I am truly sorry Brett." Eddy said.
"I know that you never meant it. Even I am sorry for hurting you, Eddy."
"Well, I guess we're pretty bad at arguing?"
"No doubt!"
The two smiled at each other knowing that nothing would stand between them and their friendship.
"Who could this person be?" Eddy asked.
"I have heard someone saying 'perfection' so many times." Brett said.
"I know! The name is not coming in my head!"
"It's been a long day."
"And we're so close to confronting this person!"
"Exactly! By the way where is he?" Brett asked.
Eddy wore his microphone,
"Hey! Where are you?" Eddy exclaimed.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Patience, Eddy." The voice said.

Eddy removed and turned to Brett,
"He is not telling."
"I am so tired." Brett said.
"Me too..."
"We'll get bubble tea after all this ruckus is over." Brett laughed.
"Oh yeah!" Eddy also laughed.

The two violinists wore the mics and walked towards the dressing room.

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He walked through the corridors of this magnificent hall. Two flights of stairs down and took a turn towards his right.
He was mesmerised by the accompanist self-composed piece that he stood at the side wings.

"He is in shadows of the stage for his entry." The younger violinist said.

Now a realisation struck him, he sprinted off.