Paris,1998

It is 2 in morning and somehow it is one of those nights when I'm unable to sleep,
It's pouring outside and I could see the faint street lights from my window..
I get up from my bed and head to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and ease myself on the couch
It's been 3 months since I moved in here, in this small apartment just so I could reach my work place earlier..
Ah the work.. it has been quite a hectic week
I'm on my couch when I hear soft notes of piano someone's playing at this hour
I escape to the balcony  and could tell it's coming from my neighbour
Are u sad? The soft notes of piano made the rain even more melancholic as I watch over the traffic in rain..
Sighs it's cold here, i lock my hands and go inside to fetch a stool and a chair,
I take out my fine save, mademoiselle m,1950 and a goblet and place it on the stool in balcony..
I take me seat, pour myself a drink and savour the taste over the fine music and feel it all in, my feets are are over the rails and are getting soaked in rain.
I recognise that my neighbour has changed the piece, i know this one- 
Gymnopédie no. 1, i close my eyes..