The Pianist


AGAIN, PLEASE TAKE A DEEP BREATH BEFORE READING ANYTHING!... The Pianist (A Flash Story) Two hundred fifty years ago when there's no too many piano players, harpsichord was the more popular musical instrument in Europe. And because piano was a better instrument both in sound and loudness than a harpsichord, many people shifted their interests in learning how to play it. Another factor that made piano to be frequently played than a harpsichord is unquestionably of its lesser price in the market. The story being shared on this page is about a female doctor of the 18th century who wanted to be a performing pianist all her life. Contrary to what most modern time-medical practitioners believed, Ancient Egypt already had doctors as early as 2600 B.C. The female pianist was a great piano player in her later life. Being a piano lover since age nine, she was always scolded by her parents because her rich and stern parents wanted her to dream and grow old as a doctor, just like them. Most of the female pianist's relatives are medical professionals and only one member of the clan was a pianist who died young -- a former player of harpsichord. Since she was young, she visits a female neighbor and best friend who owns a piano. And because her parents never wanted her to own one, she kept it a secret to everybody in the family that she plays the piano almost every other day outside their home. For many years since age eight, the pianist was chided almost everyday and was punished with a cudgel, tapping her soft hands. And every night before she sleeps, she cried sensing the plucking pains on all her ten fingers. One night after finishing her medical course and successfully passing the licensure as a doctor, she decided to continue playing piano outside her home. Her obedience and compliance to her parents to be a bonafide doctor made her parents very proud of her. One stormy night in her mid-20s, when both her parents are already asleep in bed, she held her parents' hands and kissed them without being felt or noticed. Thirty years later inside the house, another stormy night, the old couple slept together for twenty-four straight hours without being disturbed. On the second day, the couple woke up in disbelief -- shocked and quivered after seeing all their fingers missing. Each day and night in the succeeding days, they wept until their last breath while staying inside their bedroom and their bodies still tied with ropes fastened to the bed frame. They never saw their lone daughter again... The female pianist and doctor left the house and never returned. She lived from place to place searching and meeting inconsiderate people, young and old, punishing those who exercise stiff control and manipulation over submissive and tolerant individuals. For several years the pianist kept playing the piano whenever she finds one in any place, public or private. She wants everybody else to feel her longtime-agony and sufferings since childhood. And for everybody to witness how forgiving she was, she pinned every amputated finger to each string of an old piano that she inherited from a distant relative. And while practising her profession as a doctor, she decided to buy more old, good pianos of different brands from various thrift stores to amplify the weird and enchanting sounds of lifeless fingers affixed to all piano strings.

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