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Soft Rhythms

Soft Rhythms

In the heart of Istanbul, a pianist and a poet unite their talents to compose a melody that captures the essence of their love story.

It was a serene morning in Istanbul. The Bosphorus waves shimmered under the sunlight outside the window, carrying a faint fragrance of fresh roses in the air. Aaliya, a renowned pianist, sat at the center of her hall in front of a majestic black grand piano. Her emerald-green dress sparkled like a jewel under the light. In one corner of the room, the gentle glow of candles added a dreamlike aura to the scene.

Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders as her fingers glided across the piano keys, white and black, like a breeze rippling over water. She was playing her favorite Turkish tune—a melody that resonated deeply within her soul. But today, the melody carried a particular longing, a hue of nameless anticipation.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock at the door. Turning her head, she saw Kerem entering. A young poet whose words were laced with tales of love and sorrow, Kerem carried a small gift in his hand. A faint smile lit Aaliya’s face as she caught sight of him.

"This is for you," Kerem said softly, placing the gift on the edge of the piano. Aaliya opened it to reveal a small note and a rare Turkish bracelet. The note bore only two words: “My Melody.”

A mix of astonishment and joy glimmered in her eyes. "Kerem, this...?" she started to ask, but her words trailed off. Sitting beside her at the piano, Kerem said, "I want you to complete this melody. It's our story—your talent and my poetry entwined."

Aaliya smiled and resumed playing the piano, but now the tune wove Kerem’s words into its rhythm. They looked at each other as an unspoken language of love danced between them. The room, the candles, and the piano strings all became witnesses to their shared emotions.

When the melody ended, Kerem said softly, "Aaliya, you've made my dreams a reality. Shall we present this melody to the world together?"

Aaliya replied, "This melody is our story, Kerem. And I’m ready to share stories of love with every corner of the world."

In that moment, the city of Istanbul, the Bosphorus waves, and the piano’s notes merged into one. And Aaliya and Kerem’s tale was immortalized in the priceless notes of music forever.

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Shagufta Miskeen

This reminded me why I love storytelling. Thank you for sharing

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