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Bittersweet: A Debut Novel by Rajesh Konsam

Bittersweet by Rajesh Konsam

Author: Rajesh Konsam

ISBN: 978-9388424622

Genre: Contemporary Fiction

Length: 200 Pages

Publisher: VishwakarmaPublications (19 August 2019)

My Ratings: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

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About the author: 

Rajesh Konsam is a young software engineer and writer. A geek at heart, he loves programming and feel-good novels in equal measure. When not writing poems, he ticks travel destinations off his bucket list. Although Rajesh hails from Manipur, he works in Chennai after completing his B.E. in Coimbatore.

Rajesh Konsam

Bittersweet is Rajesh’s debut novel, and he is working on his next. Rajesh tweets as @RajeshKonsam, runs a feed on Instagram as @rajeshkonsam, and responds well to feedback at rajeshkonsam@live.com. More at rajeshkonsam.com

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REVIEW

Narration

Bittersweet is a piece of art, an art of storytelling through stirring thoughts, authentic dialogues, songs and a creative plot. Apart from that, Bittersweet is a work of contemporary fiction following the protagonist Roshan, who is an artiste with excellent songwriting skills and limited vocal talent. Bittersweet is narrated in first-person point of view and is narrated by Roshan only. The book is divided into two parts preceded by epigraphs. The writing style is really dope and complements the genre and overall theme. The opening passage is awe-inspiring which makes you dive right into an artiste’s bittersweet life.

Location and Setting

Bittersweet sets in Mumbai, that means opportunities. As for any artist, it is not logical to holdback ideas and staying in comfort zone, author Rajesh Konsam has taken a risk, developing a different theme, setting which promotes English song composition in the country of Bollywood. But that is not the issue here because we all love listening to them and for your better experience there are songs written by Roshan tainted with sorrow, heartbreak, and some nourished by joy warmth and love. Each song holds a different story and meaning, understanding which would take some time and I tried citing them rhythmically until I got its meaning otherwise it made no sense to me.

Theme

The novel introduces you to such many characters who are striving for their choice of career. A vocalist, a painter, an actress, a composer and a songwriter. These artists are looking for opportunities to showcase their talent and hope to succeed. Any type of art needs a source of strength and confidence which come from love, appreciation, & acceptance and if these sources are crashed it gets just gloomy, it may still be considered as a craft but there remains no space for improvement thus these sources need to get refilled time and again. This happens to the protagonist, he is still bound in chains of heartbreak & anger from past five years and is not able to forgive or forget. And before he can do any of that, his love of life returns and that’s where story starts. Author Rajesh Konsam has titled each chapter very correctly for example this first one ‘Beautiful Disaster’.

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Plot

Roshan thinks he is the odd one out in every aspect of life and why not? You’ll discover that in this novel. Besides he’s got this very cool family (Mom and Dad), a boss like a sister (Sheryl) and a best friend Sunny. Ragini (ex-girlfriend) is the reason for his devastating condition. And then comes this girl (Shanaya) into his life who unlike Ragini respects and appreciates his art and brings sunshine to Roshan’s life. Roshan also reunites with his old friend Alston and they get along really well despite their past disputes. The first half depicts how Shanaya helps Roshan emerging from the dark and cold phase. The second part was totally unexpected, where you ride the roller coaster and you don’t know where you will end up. There are all sorts of twists and turns which I would crave for in any contemporary fiction, it just created a magical reading experience. And finally, the story ends on good terms.

"You can't just get a free ticket to stardom. You have to earn it the hard way, sweat it out every single day, fall time and again, stand on your feet. dust the dirt off and keep moving until you succeed. You need to keep surviving, remind yourself every day that clinging on to hope is the only strategy because hope is all you have when everything else is lost."

My Views

Let’s start from the beginning, as I mentioned above, an impressive opening is all you need to dive right into a book. It didn’t consume any time to get along with the narrative, also it is straight forward. Author Rajesh Konsam has made Bittersweet very relatable. Characters are really strong and dialogues on top of that help connecting us to them at such level that it brings you the same pain as them. I felt every bit of it. At first, I thought of it as an average read but the second part gave characters and the book itself a new life. There is not just the struggle one make as an artiste, they take almost life-changing decisions. And that’s what you learn from this book and for me, there is nothing of more value than these lessons. Roshan didn’t give up and Shanaya proved to be the best thing happened to his life. Not to forget, the music aspect of the book, it is the heart of Bittersweet. There are musical references from across the globe. There are experiences all related to music, there are failures, and there is romance! Character arcs of Roshan and Shanaya are way transformative, they grow together throughout the novel.

Closure! I loved how the book is filled with life and reality, especially the second part. Shanaya and Sheryl are my favorites from Bittersweet. The way they turn darkness into light every time they appear! The novel is a mixture of bitterness and sweetness of the same amount, no more no less!

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Book Review: Together Forever To Never by Satish Goyal | Dhiraj Sindhi

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Together Forever To Never

by

Satish Goyal

Together Forever To Never by Satish Goyal

Author: Satish Goyal

ISBN: 978-9387131040

Genre: Romance

Length: 196 pages

Publisher: PaperTowns Publishers in association with ZIKR (15^th December 2018)

My Ratings: 🌟🌟🌟

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About the author:

Satish Goyal is a finance professional and works at a US multinational company. Since his days at the university, he had dreamed of writing on subjects close to his heart but had put those dreams on hold to focus on his family and career. He finally plucked up the courage to put pen to paper with his first novel ‘Together Forever To Never’.

Satish Goyal

Satish believes that success cannot be measured in terms of wealth or titles. The true measure of success is happiness that one is able to achieve in life.

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REVIEW

Narration

Together Forever To Never is a story of love, loss and everything in between. The story is narrated in a third-person point of view focusing on the main character Samar. The book is divided in six sections. Author has added beautiful poetry at a few instances which are the best parts of the book I found. The writing style is very simple, hence really easy read.

Time Period and Location

The book sets in 2015 and the following years. The story starts with the flashback of Samar who has lost his love forever. Most of the book revolves around two cities Gurgaon and Jaipur. Samar lives in Gurgaon and Sariyanka, whom he believes as his other half, lives in Jaipur. Through their professional connection, they come to know each other and share their feelings. Samar frequently travels to US, also Paris plays a tiny part in the story.

Theme

Together Forever To Never is a romance-themed book. The book depicts a ten-year-old pure relationship. When Samar is left alone, he finds love again. Author described that how Samar falls in love again and the highs and lows of this relationship. From little sensual details to the everyday communication between Samar and Sariyanka is described as the process of falling in love deeper. Author has written this book for a very meaningful insight on the meaning of success.

Plot and My Views

Talking about the plot, I think sharing anything about the plot would be a spoiler, but here we go. As I mentioned before, the story starts with the flashback of ten-year relationship of Samar and Monali. After those ten years, everything falls apart and Samar is left alone with his son, Aman. After recovering from the depression, he meets Sariyanka. They get along very easily and fall in love. Then the story unfolds with ups and downs in their relationship. Samar finds that there is something amiss and Sariyanka complains that Samar always doubts on her. This lead to the climax of the story where the very message of the whole story is hidden.

The first section of book is the best part according to me. It is as fast paced as it is beautiful. The poetry is amazing and something I would remember till a long time. Also, I share the same birthdate as Aman. Cheers! Author has elaborated five principles of human spirituality which he learned during recovery from his loss of love and for fighting against depression, which is worth reading.

Moving to the other sections, second part is a turning point when Samar finds love again and other three sections describe how they met, how they fell for each other and how they made promises. And the problems they face for being with each other.

The bad part of the book: The narration is focused on Samar and author narrates the sentimental states of his life, although it doesn’t feel complete. Why? Because, when Samar loses his love, Aman also lost his mother. Father-Son are left alone, although author has completely evaded most important part of Samar’s life – Aman, as any other characters in the book. The story gets boring and slow in fourth section, not that it was unnecessary but story didn’t hold its uniqueness that it could have held if only there was more to the story other than just a relation between just two characters. No depth to any other characters. (Also, I think author has something for all the dates he mentioned in the book.)

Despite all this, the last two sections of the book gives the real account of the emotions, relationship, love and deceit. Shows the reality of right-now situations of any other love story developing on the earth. That some of us are ready to love selflessly and some are always looking for better, adding to that, some uses the other for getting a rise in career.

Satish believes that success cannot be measured in terms of wealth or titles. The true measure of success is happiness that one is able to achieve in life.

Satish Goyal has successfully depicted what he believes and the glass full of emotions for the unrequited love Samar experienced. Sometimes, it is best to move on because once broken glass cannot be repaired to its original form same as trust. These days loyalty and selflessness is tough to find in a relationship where the individuals are looking forward to their own benefits which become analogy to an individual working in an organization only for his/her own benefits.

I would recommend this to youth and the teenagers who are looking for love story. Sometimes it is better to move on and understand that it happens exactly the way it must and will end when it had to and the way it should.

All in all, it was a light, quick read having something to tell you and I got to learn a few things from this book.

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I HAD A DREAM | A Thank You Speech | Dhiraj Sindhi

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A Thank You Speech for receiving Life-Time Achievement Award

I HAD A DREAM

A very good evening to everyone!

Firstly, thank you, God, for making me worthy of this award. I dedicate this to my parents and my loved ones for I cannot be grateful enough. Thank you to all jury members for giving such prestigious award, I am truly obliged for this great honor. Thanks to my diligent team for working day and night before every album-launch that I could hold this award firmly on behalf of you all team members. Thanks to you, my audience for I am who I am because of you. You all had been an inevitable part of this journey to make my dream come true.

Yes. Certainly, I had a dream! I learned playing piano from my mother at the age of six. I loved to hear her play it everyday, she would take me to another world. I always dreamt of being like her, enrapturing everyone with her talent. She left this world very soon in my late childhood. Then, I knew how to play piano but never thought of it as a talent. Years passed by and I lived with one thought that I could never do better. When I was struggling in my teenage, my father reminded me of that dream. He used to quote Benjamin Franklin ─ ‘Hide not your talents, they for use were made, what’s a sundial in the shade?’ He believed in my talent when no one could see it. He encouraged me to carry on the legacy and fulfill my dream and said ‘You will do the best you can, with the talent you have.’ From that day until now, I’ve lived my dream of playing piano everyday, be it a concert-hall or be it my home, I never missed a day.

I wish they were here today to see me accepting this award. Mum. Dad. If you are listening to me, I love you.

Having a dream is vital to be alive in the sea of humanity. The tough task is to believe in them and keeping them alive with you. I had a mad dream of composing such music that would change my world and I didn’t give up. It just takes a smile to fight against all odds. I would thank myself for not losing hope when it was most likely for me to give up. In the future, I would count on every opportunity that would make myself better at what I do.

Once again, thanks to everyone, I am so grateful to have you all. Please, forgive me if I forgot to mention you. Thank you!

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Beyond the Silken Veil (Last Sneak Peek) | Dhiraj Sindhi

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LAST SNEAK PEEK

The couturier takes out a rosewood colored, cotton thread reel from one of the containers and a big-eyed embroidery needle from the other one. She takes out bobbin from its case and winds the thread around, circles a few times and places the reel into spool pin. She slides the bobbin down through its hole into the needle and it dangles as she presses it against the machine pulley. Clanking noise pulsates across space as she depresses the treadle with her feet while holding the needle against the shiny metal of balance wheel. The moon shines down on the wall across the window, where hangs the painting of an Oxbow. She gazes at the wall when she fits the bobbin to its place under the machine bed. Grasping the thread between her thumb and the index finger, she elegantly takes it from one hole to another then half-wraps around tension assembly and then positions it onto thread take-up lever and finally inserts it into needle eye, which takes her barely a few seconds. She fumbles for once or twice while gathering pieces of clothes strewn across the large machine bed. After retrieving two satin rosewood robes, she puts them under the presser foot and drops the presser bar. Once again, clanking and thumping sound resonates and the sound continues until the sewn clothe completely trails out of the foot. She cuts the strands with shear and clutches the robe, taking yokes in her hands. She raises her hands in the air, relishing the beauty of her do-it-yourself prom dress. She rises to her feet and turns off the lamp as she walks past it. After a while, the lamp resurrects from death and it feels a little cozy as all the casements are shut closed. The silhouette comes into light, delighted. Wearing a wide valorous smile with the matching rosewood gown. Her thick black eyebrows are perfectly arched with a brow pencil and her eyelashes are curled and long. Adam’s apple is sorely visible at the front of her neck. Her thin and long lips are colored the same as her dress with lip gloss. She tries to walk the imaginary ramp animatedly but as the romantic melody begins to thrive somewhere near the room, she starts moving in all directions, dancing. She switches to free-spins and goes round and round endlessly on her toes. She only stops when she feels exhausted and flops into the chair, also music eventually stops. She completely forgets her moments of despair from just a few hours ago and turns crimson. She hesitates a bit before opening the windows and stands still at the window for a while like a mannequin, absorbing the fresh air. The crescent is fading away as the dawn is nearing. She strolls toward the door to find her heels uninjured and immediately slides her feet into it. She starts walking as if rehearsing for her ramp walk at some luxury-brand fashion week. She’s graceful and flawless at her imaginary ramp. A sudden crack booms in the room. One of those thin and long stilettos broke. She collapses to the floor, headlong. Screaming. So does her black haired wig. Screaming. Saving the eternal beauty of itself on the couturier’s head. Footsteps are approaching, getting louder as the sun rises. The couturier is out of senses, but manages to sit up. Now, that brightness is enhanced, the tiny bits of facial hair are easily noticeable. The dress is badly crumpled and looks very messy as the couturier, right now. Couturier gets up to change into the clothes lying beside. The door opens with the voice asking what happened to couturier, but both figures halt by the doorway the moment they see the couturier. One of them is the pianist. Tears streak down the couturier’s cheeks, but stands firmly without twitching eyes any further and looks straight into the man’s eyes.

“Father!”

“You are not my son anymore!”

The pianist leaves without a word and the father shuts behind the door on the way back. Never to open it again.

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Beyond the Silken Veil (SNEAK PEEK 5) | Dhiraj Sindhi

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Listen to Harald's dream in background to enjoy the passage.

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SNEAK PEEK 5

The pianist stands up and walks straight to the casement forcing it open wide; the fluorescent light gets scattered by dust particles in the dark outside. The chilly wind whizzes through the window brushing away from the pianist fills the room with cold air and he inbreathes the same salty fragrance of sea-shore. He turns back to his Steinway and settles down on his keyboard bench reassuring his position. The pianist is having caramel-colored hair reaching to his shoulders, styled in long textured waves. His hair swings back and forth then with a sudden gust of wind, falls into his face but he doesn’t care. His body shakes as he taps his toe on the stone floor up to six times and with the sixth hit, digs in his fingers onto black and white stripes of the keys. The music begins to throb the familiar tune that of Harald’s Dream. The armed force descends mountain from between the logging scars forming Hebrew letters that read Noah when viewed the right way up and reads Shaddai ─ “The Almighty” from heaven’s perspective. Unlike before, they do well enough to reach the bank of Connecticut River where it forms the Oxbow. Thunder strikes on the crags covered with undomesticated wilds in the foreground of the painting. There builds a cone-shaped cyclone under the dark long sheet of nimbus, but this time leaves fail to escape and stay intertwined in the course of twister. The force gathers at the Oxbow with their dark grey Scutum shields and constructs a wall holding them against the violent clouds. Soldiers climb on one another to make the wall higher and the music becomes more curious. Two men in the middle sequester and a plate mail covered man comes out, who is taller than all. He pulls out his sword from the scabbard and points it towards the twister as if alerting the nature. Soon the music softens for the time being. It starts raining all over in The Oxbow and silence reigns over the troop soaking up the noise of thunderclaps. Again the music thickens a bit and an image of a couple dancing in a snowy crystal ball covers the sight automatically. The pianist enjoys the music giving his soul all in. Then comes the mysterious part of the music with rapid chords, which feels as if anxiety and happiness are hugging you at the same time, like when you discover that Hogwarts actually exists. Rain, storm, thunder and the legion settles down and fog envelops the painting. The signature chord repeats, the one which caused the tornado but this time fog clears away. The music slows down promptly and turns soothing. There’s nothing like wet ground nor any trace of soldiers being there. However, the damage caused by the storm is perceptible at the natural wilderness. The sunlight poured on the land of Mt. Holyoke, Northampton and the Connecticut River Valley. A leaf floating in the air twirling and swinging falls down onto a painter’s hat, who gets distracted from his easel. The river continues flowing carrying along the hollow armor suits and will discharge them all at Long Island Sound. Two souls rise splitting the waves apart at the Oxbow and relishing the romantic music they trip the light fantastic on the surface of their forever residence. The music ends as the wave hits the shore of the island and water splashes into your face which undoubtedly feels like you have just woken up.

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SNEAK PEEK 4

The couturier sniffs a couple of times, wipes her face with her delicate hands painted dark blue on the nails. She takes out her straightened dark black hair from under the shawl and holds it tight just above the crown of her head forming a ponytail. Then she twists the ponytail like a rope and clockwise pulls it around to form a bun and tucks the tail under it. She blindly rummages in the machine drawer for something and takes out a chopstick-like object which looks just like Hermione’s wand from Harry Potter movies. Raising her hand she shoves the wand harshly through hair bun towards her scalp, diagonally. The same length of the stick is visible at either side. Perfect. A lock of hair which unfastened while making a ponytail hangs on her shoulder so she tucks it behind her ear. She’s having morganite double-drop earrings on. She breathes in the salty air and then rearranges the shawl, pinning it on shoulders, for it doesn’t slide down. The hanging maroon fabric sways in the air just above the sweating floor, creating ripples in the shawl like the waves on the shore. She checks if everything is in place and stares out of the window towards the celestial moon, absorbing the white shine, her pupils expand. She keeps glaring at it as if warriors will be walking down from between the clouds anytime and she is ready for the battle. The battle of creating something that would change her life.

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Beyond the Silken Veil

SNEAK PEEK 3

The rays reflect and reach onto a strange animal shaped thing in less than two seconds traveling more than four hundred thousand kilometers. Across that thing resting on a flat rectangular furniture piece, lady flops in the chair, resting her elbows on the armrests, mulling things over. All of a sudden, she straightens as if something has clicked hard in her brain and reaches out to invisible chain drawing it down with little or maybe no effort at all and with an actual sound of a click, the flickering yellow lamp comes to life. As the man-made brightness stirs with the natural moonlight, the steel plates of the machine burst a shine of glistening yellow sapphire. She strokes the mirror-like finished Featherweight faceplate, feeling the decoration of the scrollwork. The lady leans forward, reaches out to her legs for removing her shoes with stiletto heels. She throws her shoes behind her back which bangs loudly on the door. Then resting her head on the machine bed she starts wailing, but it is difficult to determine whether it’s pain or is about grief.

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It brings the horrifying chills down the stomach when the pianist starts tickling the ivories, but soon the feeling settles down, spreading all across the veins. The soldiers entirely covered in a suit of armor forge down the path carrying shields and spears. Steadily the crowd moves in synchronization on the cultivated landscape of The Oxbow by Thomas Cole. After three similar pieces of notes, the chord tightens and builds some kind of tension as the dampers are moved away from the strings, which is indeed the work of Sustain Pedal. As a consequence, garrison loses the synchronization and goes haywire, knocking down each other which should not be the case. As the music continues, there expands a whirlwind over the uninhabited wild area of the precipice taking along the wastes of the jungle. The outer layer of the twister is the dust spiraling around the eyewall of the tornado and between them hide the leaves and limbs of the forest trees. The pianist tries hard to hold that music structure but the leaves, unfortunately, escape the outermost wall of dust and continue oscillating in the air. Wrinkles start appearing on his forehead and then distressed, he begins plunking away on the keyboard, so the music sounds boring now. In between the slow and sad chords he halts in midway with a loud bang. The pianist isn’t happy about it and remains bowed down, breathing heavily.

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Beyond the Silken Veil (SNEAK PEEK 2) | Dhiraj SIndhi

Hello, Readers' Fam! Welcome back to The Universe of My Secrets. If you are following me on social media, then you would be aware of my New Project. If not then you know, now. Connect with me on social media for further updates. All are linked at right sidebar and at footer.

Now, you will be reading a sneak peek 2 of this New Story. You can consider it to be a prequel or as I mentioned a sneak peek. I'll be uploading it in chunks so you won't require much time to read.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Beyond the Silken Veil

SNEAK PEEK 2

A door to the dark place opens with a loud creaking noise and the flooring seeps in the artificial bright shine. Before the light illuminates every corner of the shady room, the person shuts behind the entrance that emits the same creaking sound. A sudden thudding voice drills through the eardrums as if heels strike heavily on the stone floor and the sound reverberates in the almost empty room. The thumping continues for a while and with a dull blow, figure halts by the side of a chair.

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There’re sheets of music notes clipped over piano’s music rack which is tilted that the pianist can look over it without having to shift his sight. The head of one paper reads ‘Harald’s Dream─ Originally composed and performed by Bogdan Alin Ota’ with a subtitle that suggests the album name─ Day of Wrath. He closes his eyes, trying to remember his ideal who indeed is Bogdan Ota and how he used to perform this magnificent piece. The pianist is practicing this one since he’d listened to it, not that he successfully made it to his desired audience by his work, or for that matter not anyone else’s composition, in fact, he failed. He is most determined now, that he vowed to successfully learn the art of playing this instrument.

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She has wrapped herself in Cashmere Shawl, which is mostly made out of maroon Cashmere wool however, there are all sorts of colors in between. Also, Snowflakes’ pattern is knitted on it but each one of them is identical. The hanging fringes at the edges are dancing in the current of air passing through the narrow passageways created by tiny little strands, which are tightened at one end. She removes the shawl from her chest, taking off one end of it in her hand. She grasps the other end and like unfurling her concealed woolen wing, she sweeps the shawl to her height with a great force, whizzes loudly as it cuts through the speeding wind. The shawl blocks the sight of what lays beyond and quickly takes its steady form as she sits down on the chair.

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The pianist rests his heels on the ground in the line of three pedals, the right foot is close to the rightmost pedal which is also called as Damper Pedal and left one is few inches apart from the Soft Pedal. He looks up at the empty ceiling, one more time reminiscing the picture of his Romanian ideal just before the hammers start hitting the piano strings as the pianist forces down his fingers and thumbs onto the black and white spread of the keys. He lifts up the toe of his right foot and depresses the Sustain Pedal, which sustains the notes for a time rhythmically connecting note to note, making more sense to the chords and eventually to the piece of music. Not long after, he elevates his toe from the Damper Pedal, but he performs the same when needed or is mentioned in the sheet music.

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