You are able to feel the emotions

I wake up with sun rays falling on my eyes and slamming me with the reality to be faced, I get up and go wash up to meet my parents at the dining table waiting for me to come and eat with them which I do so. My father speaks” so you ready ?”

I reply “what was there to be ready for?”, to which my father smirks.

We all finished our breakfast and I went to sit in our living room to wait for my teacher, my parents following me I stare at them with the the face ‘ what are you doing?’ To which my mother spoked “ we just use don’t want to miss your teacher’s and yours last lessons toghter he taught you so much and we know how much he means to you” I let them be and wait for my teacher to come.

After few minutes off us sitting we heard the footsteps he makes while entering our house, our marble floor clacking with not only his boots but also his walking stick he had carry with him after he got disabled in a war mission he went on in his 30s. Yes my paino teacher was an ex military officer tough to imagine a tough guy like him who knows only to point guns at people to kill them can also delicately touch the keys of the paino to make people feel delighted.

My parents alongside me were shocked when my grandfather brought him for teaching me, later to be found out that they were old friends, it was that after my grandfather finding out that his best friend got disabled he wanted to help him and coincidentally his grandaughter supposedly needed a paino teacher to whose citeria my teacher matched perfectly fit it was well known to his neighbourhood that my teacher played the most melodious songs which made him get a college acceptance letter and almost becoming the first one to be with college degree but he didn’t want that and wanted to be serve his country like his father, in the end he went with serving as a solider then becoming a pianist to be known world wide. As guessed he was Like a grandfather figure to me my own grandfather died. A year only after bringing him to the house for teaching, doctors told him that drinking would cost him in the long run and in the end it got him earlier then anticipated by doctors.

He came in to which my parents hoped up from their seats along with the me . My father greeting and welcoming him inside to which my sir only nodded. He sees me and stares me for few beats before finally speaking “ u ready right? I don’t to be disappointed at my last class by my best student” do which i only reply “ have I ever did that ?” To which my sir only reply with a simple humph.

We go to the hall which has my paino with some sofas facing it up my teacher and parents sit and make themselves comfortable, I go towards my paino and sit beside the chair in front of it and lift up the heavy board covering the keys. I check my pedals and my keys and play random tumes to see if it works like it should, after making sure that it was working I take few full breathes, close my eyes and feel the sensations I get whenever I touch the keys and put my fingers on the keys and start to play the song which I practiced countless times yesterday night and repeating it in my mind for thousands of time while having breakfast.

I tap the keys and I keep on doing so my mind takes over my body and hands and I get lost in the music I play for me to get lost into, the world disappears around me while I do so and after few beats of me playing the song. I rest my fingers on the keys and look towards my teacher and parents, they also lost in the tune I played, after a few milli seconds my teacher looks at me with no emotion and expression and ordered my parents to get out of the room.

I thought my teacher didn’t like this piece, but after my parents shutting the door behind them, my teacehr sighed and said “ very good! “ I smiled proudly my body and face brimming with light and confidence. He said “ come here sit beside me” I do so,he asks me “ how did you do that ?” I replied “ I don’t know I just did it “ to which my teacher chuckles and says “that’s what you have said till now but you also know the answer that you make such beautiful compositions because you feel, the tunes you play makes you ’feel’ that you are playing the correct keys, your heart makes you ‘feel that way.” To which I shrug and say “ that’s rubbish you know that’s not true I don’t know how to feel,atleast that’s what my doctors said”

My teacher replied “ what does those people who spent their half lifespan with books know? I who have spent time with people and more of experience then them with feelings know what you are capable of and what you ‘feel’ ”

I replied “ I don’t believe myself or your words “

My teacher replied “ that’s what you are thinking but I know for certain that this passion of yours towards paino will be an opportunity for you to experience the emotions you have yet to feel”

I said nothing showing my visible disagreement. We stayed like that for hours that’s how we talk no words are ever needed for us to talk, guess that’s why I don’t feel annoyed by him no matter what. With that the day came to end and we bid him farewell as he went back to his house and I go to my room, choosing the clothes and things to be packed for tomorrow’s flight.

I reach the airport at 5:00 in the morning with 4 hours of sleep and 2 cups off coffee. After 4 hours of flight,I land at my destination and walk out of the airport to find a board with my name on it and my driver waiting for me. He takes me to my 37th floor penthouse of a renowed building I bought for myself to live for while I stayed here for the college. The building had everything a mall,restaurant,spa all u needed.

I unpacked my bag and tell my chef to make me something light for dinner I had my lunch outside and my breakfast on the plane I wanted to spare my stomach with heavy food the last thing I want for tomorrow is a stomachache.

With my dinner done and bags unpacked i wash up by taking a long dip in the hot tub and sleep. With which my day before entering the college came to end.

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