Mat looked at the old cello, which had been the source of his upbringing all these years. His father, a mute cello player, played the instrument at every gathering and occasion to give the best for his young children. Old age had cursed him with paralysis and he lay in his small room all day and night, staring at the worn-out cello.
Mat wiped his eyes at the memory of his father. He tugged at the strings and felt that he had never repaid his father. At forty, he decided that he would learn to play the cello.
This was written for Friday Fictioneers. Picture by Roger Cohen.
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Very moving… Nicely done
Thank you so much, Boomie:)
What a loving thing for him to do! I hope his father appreciates it. Part of your story is similar to mine. 🙂
(“Forty” shouldn’t be capitalized.)
I’ll have a look at yours now. Thank you so much for the comment..and will remove the caps:)
Nice story of tribute and family bonds! Ron
Thanks a lot for the kind comment
Ooh, I really love the mood of this piece. Great job!
Thank you. Appreciate your kind comment
A sad piece – nicely done.
Thank you very much, Sandra
What a great way to celebrate his father’s life. An inspiring story. Lovely.
yes, that is how he wantes to pay his tribute..Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment
What a lovely way to pay tribute to his father. Music can be a bonding experience. Nice!
Music can connect souls..Thank you so much
Well, we all need to be motivated by something and it seems that this was your hero’s opportunity. 🙂
yes..at last he has decided to learn:)
I’m amazed at how long that can take. When I was younger I thought I knew everything, now I realise I know very little and need to learn 🙂
You are right:)
simply amazing padmini! just fabulous!
Thank you so very much, Sharmishtha:)
A tender and poignant piece. Plenty of emotion in a small space.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks a lot, Rochelle. This was my first time in Friday Fictioneers..and thank you for giving all of us the opportunity
I thought this was your first time but wasn’t sure. We’ve had a lot of new writers coming out way. In any case, welcome, Nightlake and I look forward to reading more of you.
I just wish I could do this….
I know. I know……..just do it. lol
I like the idea of a picture prompt and a short response.
Would you like to join as well? and thank you so much, Meme:)
I was just wistfully wishfully thinking. I guess I will just follow along and try it out ….. in secret. lol
in your new secret blog, right?:))Hope you’ll let us see once you are done..
My secret blog’s no secret any more. lol
Amazing and poignantly true. Sometimes love is found in the simplest kindest of gestures. Beautifully written! Happy weekend!
very true..and thank you very much for this..Wish you a lovely weekend as well:)
a very touching story…
Thank you, KZ:)
Sweet music in every word. Humanity … I LOVE it! Great job!
Thank you so much for the kind appreciation
Very nice.
Thank you very much
Lovely story, just a way to repay I think. I hope his father didn’t have to sit through all practices.
It is certainly a way to repay..and in this story, we are kind of implying that his father had passed away…Thank you for sharing your thoughts
Such a heart warming story.
Thanks a lot for the comment..
And the father lives on and the music lives on. Great story.
Aloha,
Doug
With Mat’s decision, music would live on:) Thank you so much
Yes, the father lives on…this has that feel of a film to it, how the music is brought alive again. Very well done, very nice.
Thank you very much, Pirate. Yours was written very well too:)
for some of us, connection with a parent comes later. great piece, poignant.
yes, very true..the realization of what they have done for us comes much later..and thank you for the comment
Very nice, emotional piece. I am sure the father will be pleased.
Thank you so much
A heartfelt story with a hopeful ending. Very nice!
Hopeful is a nice way of looking at it. Thank you!
Never too late to start, eh?
Nicely written. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers!
Yes, better late than never, as they say:) Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts
that’s a good son. well done.
Thank you very much
Inspiring post.Mat made a wise decision to learn to play the cello to keep his father’s memory alive.I learned to play my musical instrument.Music is good for the soul and mind. (the OUD) when l was 50 year old .Its never to late.Best wishes.jalal
You are so right..age is never an impediment to learning..Thank you for taking the time to comment
Thank you so much for liking my post (the human body..)regards.jalal
You are welcome
touching
Thank You!
Neat. Very neat.
Touching, too.
The picture by Roger is great too – love it.
Thank you so much:))