At age 14, drained by the pressure of the piano lessons for the previous seven years, I was looking forward to moving on with my life, as far away from the piano as possible. The pressure of the lessons was quite insufferable, as for mostly everyone at that age.
After finishing high school, I enrolled in a private university in Georgia’s capital, Tbilisi, to study journalism. Unfortunately, I had to quit the program less than two years into it due to a family financial crisis. During these days of uncertainty, I kind of found my way back to the piano. The old, yellowish piano keys with a familiar smell brought back memories of rather careless childhood, and I realized they gave me solace. I started playing again whenever I felt like it, for my own pleasure, for the first time.
Rêverie by A. Ovenberg, the Soviet era composer, is one of the pieces I usually turn to for joy and relaxation after a long day at work or in times of trouble.