Violin

Recently, I have reinvented my love for music, especially the subtle notes flowing through the violin strings…Mozart’s perky Twinkle-twinkle, Vivaldi’s Four Seasons, and Bach’s profound tunes have somehow rejuvenated me. When I sit back, pondering over the melodies, there is always an epiphany. One such thought that casually grazed my mind made me think that Life should be like the strings of violin — not too tight to break and not too loose to be useless, there has to be a balance for the music to flow.

Striking a perfect balance is difficult, though.