The reason I ever bought my first guitar, was you. Yes, I may have lied to you that I was a pro; but the truth was I had been taking private classes after college so I could impress you with a new song every week. Do you remember the very first Bryan Adams song I played for your birthday? The one that finally won you over? Everything I did, I did it for you indeed.
But then one day you set fire to my heart and burned it down to ashes. And I came inches close to do the same to my guitar. Because those strings meant nothing to me if they weren’t being strummed for you.
Or so I thought.
Today I’m the lead guitarist of a successful band and I do wonder at times, how different my life would have been had it not been for you.
This story is written for the Challenge Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.
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UDAYOLOGY 
When one door closes, another door opens! Seems he had a pretty good door open for him. Great story, Uday!
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Right you are! Thanks PJ!
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What a beautifully written story. I was touched reading it. Truly well done.
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That makes me so happy! 🙂 Many thanks for visiting.
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She ends up inspiring him. Breaking his heart but giving him material for his music. PJ is right when one door closes…. Wonderful job!
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Yep…I guess some of the best music stems from hardship and heartbreak so yes indeed. Many thanks! 🙂
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One loves leads to another… and then back again. Well told!
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Many thanks Roger 🙂
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great story, he found his life’s passion and it was more than just a girl.
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Well spun short short story!
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Thanks!
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Sometimes be best songs ever came from a broken heart.
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