She looked back at her notes and tried to view them carefully. Her hand who held the violin slowly raised to put the musical instrument in place at her shoulder. Her eyes closed and from the first touch a string of sad and emotinal sounds left the apartment and reached out in among the crowds below. Her emotions and feelings came to life thru the sounds and tears started to slowly leave her half closed eyes. So much joy passion and lust all in one and the same time.
The beggar who heard the tunes from her violin felt that his life was little easier, as if some stones left his shoulders, as if he didnt had any problems in the world. He glanced up to were the music came from and took a deep breath of relief and just enjoyed the music.
The women who stood around the waterwell also stopped in their doings and listened to the music. Hours later the violin girl still played at the window while she made life little bit easier even for the most unfortonate ones below. She could feel how good her music was to others and she smiled while she played.
Many years later when generations passed the street below you could still hear the violin if you are there and close your eyes and try to block the busy street live around you. When winds takes it the right direction you can hear it very very far away. Dont open your eyes or the magic moment will disapeare, just like a wind passing by.