The internet has been a big part of my life. Well, that’s a no-brainer given how everything revolves around the internet now. However, at times, you have these experiences that make the internet feel even better than real-life. I had such an experience back in the summer of 2015.
I was at Chiranjeev’s house. He’s one of my closest friends and he’s the natural of the group. Mostly because he does what he wants, however he wants to do it. Anyway Chiranjeev, Yuvraj and I were fooling around on Omegle video chat. We were teenagers. Not my proudest moment but I don’t regret it either. We weren’t doing anything explicit though just teasing people and making jokes.
The usual talk, laugh, next routine was on until we found this guy playing the piano diligently and sincerely. Suddenly, he looked up and said, “Do you have any requests?” and I just knew one pianist then so I exclaimed, “I Giorni by Ludovico Einaudi”. It is one of my favourite pieces of music of all time. I have listened to it since I was in 9th grade or so.
He honoured my request and played I Giorni. It was beautiful. He kept playing without looking up while we watched him. His eyes closed in focus and concentration. He looked up when he was done and I can only imagine what he must have seen. He looked flushed with happiness. If anything can come close to the heart-eyes emoji then that was us because we were blown away. Three people, staring into a small camera on the table, hooked to the screen, smiling. He appreciated our appreciating his talent and it showed. It was a mutual sharing of what makes us human and nothing else mattered. The distance, the time, the race were all irrelevant in that one beautifully human moment where all that mattered was that an artist paid homage to a legend and we watched and appreciated art together because ultimately, art is what makes us human.
If I took anything from this little incident of my reckless, cyber, teenage adventures it was that if a human being can play music for anyone from all over the globe and do it without any incentive or reward, then there’s hope for this world. Imagine a person who just sat there, in the afternoon, sitting and making music for anyone he met online, probably making their day better or in some cases, implanting a memory for a lifetime. If that isn’t beautiful, what is?
I’ve attached I Giorni below. I’m quite sure you’ll love it. I Giorni is Italian and it translates to “The Days”. I have always associated it with a certain bittersweet melancholy.