Anvesha's piano recital

When I was growing up, we were not an "I love you" family. We certainly found this affection lovely. Not that we didn't love each other, but maybe these words were considered to be so obvious that repeating them would sound like an overkill. Love was seen in every hard earned compliment, the yummy meals that my mom made for us after having a long day at work, or for that matter having a pineapple pastry at Krishna Bakrey @ Mall Road every time we used to go there. 

I was thinking about all this at my daughter's piano recital on Saturday. I have always wanted Anvesha to have a hobby and even better if it was in the field of music. Maybe I carried this from my childhood when we didn't get to go in music lessons as the focus was more on academics instead of inculcating a hobby. It has been almost 10 months Anvesha has been learning piano and I see so much progress in her. The house is always full of compliments mixed in with few off key versions of songs every time she plays her piano. 

This end of year recital, she was to play " Ice cream song", "Little gray pony", "Partner Play". "Mister Moon" and my favorite, "Two little robins". As the event got closer, they were playing better and better each day and this made me so proud. On the day of the recital, as I watched Anvesha practice her songs, it showed the hard work of all the Saturday mornings we have been going for piano lessons. I didn't see any hint of nervousness on her face and she appeared more than confident. It was just me- I was more nervous than her. 

When it was her turn for her solo recital, she was to play "Two little robins"- well at least that's what she told me, I was surprised to hear her play " Little gray pony". Her fingers have become more fine tuned than they were couple of months back and I am so proud of her. 

              

At the end of the recital I may have told her 2-3 times that I loved her and I intend to say that to my girls 10,0000 more times in their lives. But, my parents were right too. You don't need to say the words- sometimes one note is more than sufficient.