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Boo.

The good news is, I still come to my blog when I have to vent. So, basically, the blog has a space in my life. Yay.

Now that we have established that, let's move on to the venting. 

My piano. My beautiful keyboard. Stopped working. 😟

I am not a great piano player. I was a horrible piano student, when I tried learning professionally a couple of years back. 

But I do know this. I love playing the piano. 

I don't learn all the typical songs. I am not good at reading notes. I am not a speed player. I cannot play in front of people (other than family). But I love figuring out notes and chords of random songs I love and then keep playing them again and again and again, till I can hear the notes in my sleep. 

That's my MO. And I can't do that now. And I am feeling so bad about that, I am sitting here in office fuming, silently wiping away my tears because I just learnt it can't be fixed.

My keyboard was a good companion. When I moved to Singapore, Sherlock lugged it all the way here for me. I was living alone for a while, when he was still working in India. And this little baby? She was the perfect companion. I played for hours and hours. Making music and playing for myself. When I missed my husband, when I missed India, when I missed being around family, all I needed to do was power it on and play a song which took me back to a moment. 

And I had it all figured out, you know? 

City of Stars, when I missed Sherlock. Lag Ja Gale when I missed family. Reflecting Light when I wanted a hug. 

She knew me so well.

Sherlock's a rockstar for encouraging me and wanting me to play all the time. I know he will miss her too. Sure, we'll replace her and buy a new one. But, she's still be the favourite. 

Excuse the random ramblings. Clearly, I am in pain.

Sadly, with no music in life, yours,
Preeks


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  1. Uh Oh. That couldn't be nice - but don't worry, you will have a new musical companion soon!
    Ok, now to the more important (and selfish) part - I have recently started playing the keyboard - I used to as a child, on my own - now Zo goes to classes and I use it in my spare time.
    Question - how do you manage chords? Do you use both hands? Do you learn by reading notes online? What's your methodology? I am struggling a bit, I can do a pretty nifty tune with my right, but my left hand just wont move! Any help will help :D

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    1. Thanks DI!
      The chords bit was hard initially. It's a huge mental block. I hate admitting this, but the 1-2 months of classes I went to actually helped with that. He gave some exercises and it took a few days of intense mental struggle to get both hands to do different things simultaneously, but it worked. Once you get it, it becomes a natural thing. You won't have to put in effort later. But that initial part is frustrating and hard. There are a few youtube videos but honestly, at the end of the day, the only thing that matters is how much you are at it. You have to just sit there and keep trying till your fingers move. What helped me was starting with a song that I really liked and wanted to learn. One way could be to learn along with your Zo the initial few days. They ease in the 2 hands coordination. Once you get it, you can start doing it on your own.
      My 2 cents! :)
      Man, writing this made me realise how much I want to play now. :(

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