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Today a sudden recollection came. Sometime last year a Turkish lute player was performing here. It was magical music composed by the mystics of Turkey.

The artist asked us to refrain from clapping and appreciate the music in our hearts. Piece after piece the magic flowed and in each gap there was only a mesmerized silence. It added something extraordinary to the evening.

Many heart-felt things are like that..when you express them...they somehow change, somehow diminish!