My playing of piano
My life-changing experience School life was filled with marvellous and glorious moments. It was not about academics only but also about sports , learning to dance, spending humongous amount of time in the library and the best thing of all was learning to play the piano. How had learning to play the piano caught my fancy , no one knew or questioned it for that matter; it was sufficient that I wanted to learn it and so it was effectuated. My first teacher was a gentle French nun who was called Sister Mary – reverently. A gentle soul who helped me plod along all the basic scales , C major onwards. The constant playing and replaying of scales on a loop , called practising was down right tedious . As resolute Sister Mary was about beginning every piano lesson with the oh so monotonous scales, I was equally det...