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    Conversations and Adventures
    Conversations and Adventures
    Conversations and Adventures
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    Conversations and Adventures

    By Simone Diston

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    "In order to find what you seek you must first sometimes take an unknown and unique path to get there."
    In our everyday life, we often come across obstacles that we are not sure how we can overcome. In our quest to find an answer, we commonly seek advice from those people that we know and take an emotional journey in order to find a practical solution.

    But what if just a simple conversation with a complete stranger could give you those answers that you seek? What if venturing into unknown terrain and taking an unknown path could help you find the answer?

    Conversations and Adventures explores this idea through the fictional world of the character. They are all seeking answers. They are all trying to overcome an obstacle to find it.

    Through a simple conversation and a simple adventure they are able to find it.

    While the stories are fiction, the obstacle that the character must overcome is very real.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateMar 25, 2014
    ISBN9781483524139
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      Conversations and Adventures - Simone Diston

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      Adventures of a piano

      I feel a wonderful sensation of calm envelope me and I allow myself to drift away. Drift away into a place of complete peace where nobody exists but a man playing the piano. He is looking at me with warm brown eyes and playing the sweetest music that was ever to be heard. It makes my heart skip a beat and I am completely in love with this beautiful melody. Such peace...such serenity...

      I’m jerked suddenly back to reality by the abrupt halt of the bus. A woman with big black heels and business attire squishes past on the seat next to me without as much as a word.

      How rude. She had not even the common courtesy to apologise for her behaviour. I heave a sigh as I press pause and remove my earphones.

      It’s time to wake up and realise that there’s no man playing the piano. My brief moment of serenity was no longer. There are only the sounds of many cars coming down the freeway. The waterfall I had in my serenity was now just a waterfall of cars. I was on bus on my way into another very long day at work. I wasn’t off to some exotic destination. No wonderful tropical, only the sticky smell of chips and chicken.

      I work in fast food as you’ve probably guessed from my previous comment. It’s not an extremely glamorous job but it pays the bills, which is why I need it. After working there for just over a year, I was offered the position of Assistant Manager. I politely declined after a fair deal of thinking. While it would mean moving up the ranks, I was not planning on making a long term career out of this position. Besides, it was customer interaction that I liked the most. You didn’t get that much interaction as Assistant Manager. As my stop approaches, I check the digital watch on my wrist and realize I am an hour early. I could take the later bus if I desired but it would mean I would be cutting it very fine. I was very much an individual as I liked being early. I had developed a reputation as being the most reliable individual in the workplace.

      I could tell you pages and pages of who I work with, hours, customers but that’s not the purpose of this story. So now I’ll continue from the point of realizing that I’m an hour early. I decide to seek some more relaxation before my shift starts so I press the stop button and the sound of an xylophone resonates throughout the bus. The driver pulls up outside a stop at an abrupt halt and relinquishes the back doors to release me from his ride. I thank him and step down onto the grass. The sudden change in temperature astonishes me for a second or two before my body adjusts. The bus winks at me as it pulls out back onto the road and gets lost among the waterfall of other cars passing by. Pulling my bag onto my shoulders, I precede towards a local park a couple of minutes down the road.

      It’s a lovely park. I only just discovered it a couple of weeks back and it’s so beautiful. There’s a single swing in the middle made of old-fashioned wood. It’s surrounded by lush green grass. The path itself is interesting. It’s in a curvy pattern and has intricate little designs of flowers painted in it. It must have taken an age to complete. My favourite place is where the cement path ends and the gravel begins. It seems that not many walk in this direction. Perhaps because it seems isolated or because it is very narrow. Maybe they’re afraid of what’s inside amongst the trees. I’m not afraid. I’m a very adventurous person.

      So I walk in this direction, very content with my surroundings and trying to brush off the thought of starting work in an hour. It’s only when the gravel had started crunching underneath my feet that I hear an unusual sound. It’s not the rustling of leaves or the chatter of birds.

      It’s the sound of a piano.

      How odd, I think, wondering how strange it was that somebody could be playing the piano in bushland.

      Curiosity gets the better of me. I walk in the direction of the sound and find that it resonates from a portable CD player. Only where’s its owner? There doesn’t seem to be anyone close by. I hesitate before picking it up and setting off down a sandy path narrower than the gravel. There are footsteps imprinted and I feel a sense of excitement pulse through me. I feel like I’m in a movie where I’m searching for someone lost and the only clue I have is footsteps. Even the music is perfect. It’s mysterious with its low keys.

      What an exciting way to start the day! I’ve got to push aside some branches in order to clear my path and it’s only after walking for about five minutes that I finally find the owner. I was not able to clearly identify his features until I was right beside him. He turned toward me and looked somewhat startled. I took a hasty step backward.

      ‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,’ I said, feeling somewhat awkward now.

      He shook his head and smiled.

      ‘Yes I know you didn’t mean to.’

      Relief washed over me and I handed the CD player to him. Now I can give you a clear picture of his features. He has hazel brown eyes that compliment his smile and dark brown curly hair. The most individual feature is that one eye is slightly smaller than the other. This made him seem so different but I liked it. He was not perfect. In dress he wore black collared shirt and denim blue jeans. Very simplistic.

      ‘Thanks, I didn’t realise I’d left it behind.’

      He sets it down on top of a fallen tree branch. By this time the songs had stopped playing but I still feel the tunes.

      ‘It’s nice music,’ I said complimenting him on his taste of music.

      ‘Really? You like the piano?’

      ‘Oh yes, it’s wonderful, so serene.’

      He laughed.

      ‘It certainly is, it’s not often I meet someone who likes it as much as I do.’

      ‘Really?’ then I paused, ‘May I ask why you are listening to it out here?’

      ‘Well I think everyone should have a place of serenity. This is mine along with my music.’

      I turned my head with interest. He was so philosophical.

      ‘Music is my serenity too, so who are those pieces played by?’

      ‘It may take you a little by surprise but they are played by me.’

      ‘It did take me a little by surprise. Wow! You’re so talented!’

      He gave me a warm smile of appreciation which melted my heart. It was so beautiful.

      ‘Thank you. I’ve not thought of a title for the CD yet.’

      ‘I know what that feels like, I’m a writer and I can never think of a title for my story until I’ve finished it.’

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