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When She Danced to the Raaga

She stood stiff, with her neck buried into her piano, just the way a cow grazes the grass. She believed this way, she can bring her mind closer to the task and concentrate fully. Her fingers moved like undersized waves that ebb and flow recklessly into a sea. The black and white keys, the notes and half-notes blow some syncopated music that she could dance to. She so wanted to! But she concentrated to get the Malkaush Raag right.

Some music begins to flow into the room like maple leaves fall in Ontario- soft, and bronze red.

“Guru ji says this music releases some sort of nourishing energy”- she chuckled without looking up at him.

“Nourishing energy? Umm… like some soul stirring?”- he enquired.

“Soul-stirring. Yes. This raag is believed to have been created by Goddess Parvati to sooth Shiva when He was outraged and would not calm down...after Tandav...and…”

She resumed her attention on the Arohana notes. She just slipped her hand from Komal Ga to Shuddh Pa. "Pa is completely omitted from Maulkaush raag", she recalled. She cursed herself for playing it wrong, and started from scratch.

“And what do they believe Shiva do when Parvati plays this raag?”- he asked as he inched closer. His hands spread horizontally, as if we would envelope her. And her piano.

She didn’t answer.

“He dances still. But peacefully.”- she replied a moment later, as she felt his shadow over the black keys on piano. At the moment, all she wanted was to step him back, absorb the melody of the raag, and the silence of her heart.

He put her right hand over hers and swayed them both to the right, like a swaying pendulum makes its journey back home. Then he put his left hand as gently onto her eyes, as roughly he had put his right hand over her hand. She was now camouflaged. She continued playing some incorrect chords with her left hand for few seconds. He pressed her tightly to his chest.

And then, for the first time during this episode, she instantly turned her back to her piano, and looked at him, with eyes still protected with his hand. He leapt over her, and placed all four hands on the piano, letting out some haphazard music. Then they made the piano moan in melody for quite some time.

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