When I was younger, a teenager in an exclusive high school for boys, I had become infatuated with this girl. She was especially beautiful, a rare gem amongst many who disguised their looks with clever (but often not tasteful) usage of make-up and fashion.Peer pressure coerced me to find a partner for our Juniors' Prom. At this time, the girl hadn't really become my fancy yet, although her good looks and natural beauty left a strong impression on me.Well, one day, in a social event, my friend had brought this beautiful, white rose - later on I had learned that he had already asked her (or so I thought!). Upon learning this, my heart was filled with much disappointment, frustration, and regret. It was as if reality had stepped on me. I had lost such a great opportunity. My spirits extremely low, I had tried to find an avenue to express my aching psyche. There was this old piano inside our school chapel. I played on it, Liebestraume - this piece, yes - which was, at that time, played by someone else who inspired me to study it by myself.While playing the piece, I was filled with a feeling of great ecstasy. The music echoed in the dark depths of the chapel (this was during the evening, and the chapel's lights were off). I was alone, and it seemed as if I had encountered personally Our Providence Himself. It is hard to look for moments in life when I had felt such great joy and bliss - I could feel His presence very strongly. It was as if He had chosen to revealed Himself through the music, at a most opportune time. Well, I later discovered that my friend did NOT invite THAT girl to prom, but someone else. It was, of course, delighted to know of the fact. Time was running out and I had to make my move. You might understand that it was very frightening for me to do this, being a shy fellow, and one who is rarely exposed to the ladies. I did the only thing I could do -- I invited her online! In front of everyone! I did not care, this was my only chance!!! And she agreed.You might also understand that our meeting did not go as I had wished. My shy nature did not help at all. And she wasn't exactly blessed with the charisma to liven me up; besides, it seemed that she was not interested one bit in my character. Perhaps she just agreed to experience the event, not to know who I was. Nevertheless, we had shied from each other, and for me, that wasn't a happy ending. Period. Even today, I feel this is unfinished buisness. I had felt as if the task is not done, as if there is still a gap something that needed to be filled in, as if I am not done with her. How it will be, I do not know.
Topic: Piano stories