Prologue
1942,Germany
The resonance of Beethoven lit up the abode. The playful banter with the notes filled the air with elation. He strode towards the source ,which was oozing out of this new found zeal and gusto.
There she was ,sitting on the mahogany duet bench with her fingers , creating magic on the keyboard of the spinet. Her cheerful spirits were so addictive that he was forced to surrender his distress and edginess to this lyrical connotation .
Fur Elise? He contemplated ,what was the reason for this bagatelle to be played? He walked inside the dingy room and stood behind her, looking over her shoulders to see the coated paper containing the musical notations.
Without turning back to look at him she switched to symphony five , this sudden transition in the music amused him.
What brought the sudden change from Fur Elise to Symphony five ? He mused , situation like their's didn't call out for Beethoven love or victory song. They were in Germany, her being a Jew didn't help out much with the autocracies of Nazi leader. The odds were against them and they had embraced this absolute truth long back .
This mood of hers was daunting for him, he moved forward in order to question her but reverted back thinking this may be her only respite from the harsh realities.
Ethnic cleansing by Hitler's dictatorship was at its prime . All doors to evade the horrors of war zone, on the watch of officers were closed long back . The world outside which out of the dictator's reach was blissfully unaware of their nightmarish realities. The only thing he could do was wait, wait for a better future, wait for assured togetherness and freedom in uncertainties.
His reverie was broken when she suddenly asked him in her tremulous voice
'Do you know who was Ozymandias ? '
He shrugged his shoulder in denial. She stopped her tryst with the piano and turned back to gaze in his curious eyes.
'He was a tyrannical king, who like a fool believed he was mightier than the god." she answered and paused only to speak again.
"Do you know what he wrote beneath his statue?" As soon as he answered in denial ,she stood up and walked towards a broken table and picked up a shabby book. She strolled back towards him and showed him the sonnet which was written on the white paper in illustrative letters
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings,
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Though it was out of context and he could not understand where she was going with this king and his tyranny still, he gave her his half -hearted attention.
She continued her description of the once lived king and how the ruins of his statue are ironically , mocked upon by people today .Then, she said something which made him look at her with rapt attention.
" Hitler is far more worse than Ozymandias. He will lose the battle with time before our hopes do."
That's all she said .
And then he somehow , understood why the oppressive king interlude Beethoven's victory symphony .This very victory symphony will mark their Tryst with destiny.
A/N- Over to you readers.
A quick brush up on Facts :
1. Ludwig van Beethoven was a German composer and pianist. A crucial figure in the transition between the Classical and Romantic eras in Western art music, he remains one of the most famous and influential of all composers.
2.Fur Elise and Symphony 5 are his compositions.
3.Bagatelle -A bagatelle is a short piece of music, typically for the piano,
4.Ozymandias was a Greek name for the Egyptian pharaoh Ramesses II, who ruled from 1279 BCE to 1213 BCE, in the 19th Dynasty of Ancient Egypt. He was infamous for his cruelty as a king
5.The lines of sonnet on between the story is from one of my favorite poem called Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelly It's a public domain poem hence I will not run into any sort of copyrights issue.
You can always search for it via this link
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Public_domain
PS - I m planning to turn this into SS of 10 to 15 parts only if you are curious to see them in this setting.