Jaden was approaching his hostel room with a new thought with hope to live with different energy surrounding his soft skin. Magical music once again was reaching his ear. Yes that's what they call it " Magical Music". While passing through the corridor for hostel one can easily hear that soft music, every night coming from Room No. 135. Room No.135 is also famous among students there, for that mystical music as well as it's architecture. Room# 135 is actually not just a room but a big hall situated at the other corner of campus.
Generally students are not allowed to go there as the back wall of room touches the dense forest and is considered insecure. Hence is also separated from a 6 fee tall wall and watchman keeps their eyes every time, so that nothing unexpected happens and no one tries to go there.Just very senior professors can go there including Robert Smithson. A six feet tall, with broad chest and large glittering eyes behind spectacles, 45 years old head of department of music. Mr Smithson is known among students for his soft speaking and scientific way of teaching, that makes students very easy to understand , typical topics.He is respected much among his colleagues for his incredible achievements that he made for research in music and accoustic science. Music is just not entertainment for him, it's completely science. According to him " music is still undeveloped science which can result int miracles".
Apart from few people no one else is allowed to go there.Few students also consider that room as haunted or suspicious , for others it's like abandoned room that they think is no more used. Different people has different perception. But one thing is sure that music makes the hall special. Some also think that music comes from forest but not hall.
Jaden was now more near to his hostel entry gate listening to the music and today the music was also supporting his loneliness.It felt to him like he is standing at a place surrounded by whole universe and there is nothing no living creature, no stars in sky, no source of light and he is just one ..alone in whole creation. A pair of tear fell on ground from his eyes and subconsciously his lips moved making a murmuring , vibrating sound making the name" Sofiee...". And suddenly her name was lost and became a part of the mysterious music.
Remembering the dream that he had at seabeach h wiped his eyes and entered his hostel room#45.It was late around 11'o clock at his watch. He laid at the soft comfy bed with blue pillow, closing his eyes hoping for a new day a new sun praying for more sunlight in his life which can show him that, he wants to see now.
Generally students are not allowed to go there as the back wall of room touches the dense forest and is considered insecure. Hence is also separated from a 6 fee tall wall and watchman keeps their eyes every time, so that nothing unexpected happens and no one tries to go there.Just very senior professors can go there including Robert Smithson. A six feet tall, with broad chest and large glittering eyes behind spectacles, 45 years old head of department of music. Mr Smithson is known among students for his soft speaking and scientific way of teaching, that makes students very easy to understand , typical topics.He is respected much among his colleagues for his incredible achievements that he made for research in music and accoustic science. Music is just not entertainment for him, it's completely science. According to him " music is still undeveloped science which can result int miracles".
Apart from few people no one else is allowed to go there.Few students also consider that room as haunted or suspicious , for others it's like abandoned room that they think is no more used. Different people has different perception. But one thing is sure that music makes the hall special. Some also think that music comes from forest but not hall.
Jaden was now more near to his hostel entry gate listening to the music and today the music was also supporting his loneliness.It felt to him like he is standing at a place surrounded by whole universe and there is nothing no living creature, no stars in sky, no source of light and he is just one ..alone in whole creation. A pair of tear fell on ground from his eyes and subconsciously his lips moved making a murmuring , vibrating sound making the name" Sofiee...". And suddenly her name was lost and became a part of the mysterious music.
Remembering the dream that he had at seabeach h wiped his eyes and entered his hostel room#45.It was late around 11'o clock at his watch. He laid at the soft comfy bed with blue pillow, closing his eyes hoping for a new day a new sun praying for more sunlight in his life which can show him that, he wants to see now.
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