I was shy at first. I had a thousand options
- I could play within the confines of my bedroom
- If I really wanted some air, I could put the chair, right in front of the main door
But then, it was like, something was pulling me. I kept my cell phone on the chair ( a great piece of equipment to distract you, when you are onto something ), picked my acoustic guitar and moved to the terrace. I was greeted by a crescent moon, floating clouds and a lovely breeze.
There would have been a 100 things in my mind, that almost made me sink down in sadness, but when I started playing the chords, everything suddenly became magical. I was playing for no one, except for the sky, the moon and the wind. I didn’t have to impress anyone. I was afraid my neighbors would come and complain.
Guess what ? An old man from the next house had come to the terrace ( of their house ) and I thought he was about to scold me. But then I struck a good conversation with him, regarding the heat and why he was pouring water on the terrace. After he left, I continued playing. I cannot express what I felt, in those wonderful moments, but it was way beyond my imagination.
Since I did not have a watch or phone in my hand, I am still not sure, how long, I was there. But it was all too good and by the time I came back to my home, I knew I was changed and my mood had lifted.
Music is almost becoming a indispensable part of my life, helping me in ways I can never imagine.