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Thanks for the feedback, I'm glad I could do something good, I'll try to bring the continuation faster, if it weren't for worries, it would be much more often
Thanks for the feedback, I'm glad I could do something good, I'll try to bring the continuation faster, if it weren't for worries, it would be much more often
Part 5 - Star on hand.
People, forgive me for being so late, life and work are thirsty for my blood)
Today we will return to Priya again, the moment when she became Shania.
My first performance will take place in 3 hours, I am very worried, but I am happy, all my efforts have been crowned today, I am reunited with music - a friend who has supported me since childhood. Thanks to her and literature, despite the efforts of that person, and then Niraj, my personality survived, survived, now it takes on a new breath.
I need to capture this moment and I go to the tattoo parlor, on the recommendation of one of our club guys.
It was a couple of days ago:
- Shani, Shani, Shani!
- Kunal, what happened?! Why are you screaming like that?!
Yes, Priya's friend from the musicians club is called Kunal, you didn't think what would come of it, you will find out a little later;)
- I'm not screaming, I'm bringing you news! Great news!
- What are they? Speak quickly, you scared me, if the news is not good enough, you're done!
- Shani, calm down, this is the news of the year!
- Come on!
- I got you a place with the best master in Mumbai - Vikrant DD!
- Kun, you're not kidding!, - Shania clarified happily, but incredulously.
Vikrant DD is one of the most famous masters of the city; no one makes commemorative drawings better than him.
- I adore you!
- I love you too, honey!
How did you manage to persuade him?
- I let him listen to your singing, - Kunal blurted out with a smile and pride.
- When did you manage to write me down, sly?!
- At the rehearsal, beauty, don't worry, no one will hear your secret song ahead of time, I only recorded the chant.
- Okay, I'm sorry, thank you, dear.
Shania hugged Kunal and asked, "So he is already waiting for me, right?"
Kunal slightly moved away from his friend and cheerfully replied: "Of course, Shani, he was delighted with your singing!"
- You should have heard how excited he was when he listened to the sent recording, it seems to me that he is ready to worship you.
- Kun, don't exaggerate!
- Enough to cling to me, you go to him in 2 days at 13:00, do not forget!
- Absolutely impossible. You know how I hate being late and how I dreamed about it.
- I know everything, Shani:)
- Self-confident!
- Talented handsome, you forgot to add.
- I didn't forget, shut up and go to rehearse!, - Shania said in a categorical tone, nevertheless, sometimes Professor Priya pulled herself out of her arbitrarily.
Shania broke out of the memory and finally got to Vikrant DD's salon. From the outside, it was a typical Mumbai white house in a wealthy area, but inside it was nothing like that: each room was absolutely modern and had its own color. Red, green, blue, there were so many rooms that Shania did not have time to see all the colors,
Shania was quickly escorted upstairs to the workshop, it was made in black, sketches hung on the walls, on a huge table in the center of the room there was a machine for tattooed and unpacked disinfection kit.
Shania knocked a little and asked: "Can I come in?"
Come in, sweet-voiced, I've been waiting for you, DD called out, obviously from the bathroom adjoining the workshop.
Vikrant came out of the bathroom, began to turn to the guest with a smile and froze for a minute, studying her appearance, even he had not seen such girls in his salon, she was an Indian, he understood this from her pure speech in Hindi, but her appearance hinted at a complete multiculturalism: her skin was light, her eyes were deep and dark, noble and curious, her lips were plump and sweet, her hair was thick and had some unimaginable bronze color, and her figure, she was clearly strong and loved sports, there was no hint of overweight, but she didn't look like those fools who run to lose weight after drinking an extra glass of water. Beautiful feminine lines, dressed in tight black jeans, a short red top, with a small strip that reveals the stomach, comfortable blue sneakers on her feet, no makeup on her face and most importantly, no currying in front of him, as a rather famous master and businessman (As you can guess , Vikrant DD - Vik, Ram's friend, for whom tattoos are another thing, a favorite hobby for money).
While Vik was studying the girl, it involuntarily flashed through his head: āGod, this is who our Ram should love for years , and not this stupid Vedika! My instinct says that not only the voice and appearance of this girl are worthy.ā
Shania did not notice that Vik was studying her, because she plunged into dreams about the tattoo, looked at the drawings on the walls.
A few minutes later, both finally woke up and began to communicate, ViŠŗ extended his hand to Shania, she confidently shook it, looking the man straight in the eyes, and he again thought: "She feels strength and self-sufficiency, it's a pity that Rama is not here ..." .
- Hi what's your name?
- Shania. You can immediately on "you" and without a surname, I do not like unnecessary formalities.
- Great, tell me, have you already decided what and where you want to draw?
- Yes, a small dark blue star without filling, only an outline, I brought a drawing.
āWow, you are so thoughtful!ā ViŠŗ answered happily.
- It's a habit.
ViŠŗ wanted to know the reason behind her approach, but didn't ask.
Shania handed him the drawing, peacefully waiting in the pocket of her jeans.
ViŠŗ looked at the drawing and thought again: "She also draws like a goddess, what an unreal girl! Eh, Ram, friend, why don't you get me when it's so necessary...".
Vic left his country of disappointment with the untimeliness of events and continued communication:
- And the place you chose?
- Yes, sure.
- Oh, how I like you!, - jokingly replied ViŠŗ.
- Everyone likes me, - Shania responded with a clear hint of a joke.
āI understand them,ā Vikrant responded without a drop of sarcasm.
- So, I want to make a star near the wrist, on the side of the left hand.
- Okay, now let's get started.
Vikrant took out everything he needed, did the treatment, placed the girlās hand comfortably in front of the machine and began to work with confident movements, secretly observing the reaction and thinking: āAmazing girl, I prick her with a needle, and she doesnāt even react, like she doesnāt know pain or knows it too much good to show emotion."
Shania at that time was full of emotions, but they sat inside her, obeying the habits of the hostess not to open herself to the world too much.
She thought about how good it would be to wait for the moment when at least part of her wishes come true.
That person, having heard that she wanted a tattoo, a long time ago, in her youth, at her 17 years old, spent 2 hours of screaming to remind her how worthless and terrible she was. He forcibly locked her in a room, it was good that it was Saturday, a day off, and Priya did not miss school. Sitting sadly on the window, she let some air into the room, did not jump down, so as not to run into a new punishment, physical, for that person with her last name it was normal to give her a painful slap in the face, but looking at the starry sky, she told herself two things - become so strong as to be able to fight back even an adult man, many men; and make a tattoo, always in the form of a star. The girl spoke sadly, but with hope: "Stars, if you help me fulfill these two promises, I will love you even more, illuminate me with your light and I will do everything so that your help is not in vain, I will develop even more."
Today she took a step towards the second promise, and the second was fulfilled a long time ago: as soon as Priya turned 18, she began to go to martial arts, and before that, the day after the punishment was lifted, she began to do various exercises and run, in the morning and in the evenings, after all other cases. She didnāt have free time, but she didnāt have the strength to simply suffer either.
Now Shania is so lost in her memories that she did not notice how she said quietly: "Finally, I took one more step."
Vik, who had just finished work, asked her a little belatedly, "
What?"
- No, nothing, I was thinking about how much I like your work, thank you!
- And I like your singing, call me to the concert.
- I'm just starting out, but maybe when I become famous...
- Accepted, I'll wait for an invitation. "Very, I must introduce you to Ram," Vikrant added to himself.
Shania put money on the table, Vik did not want to accept it, saying that she would pay with her singing, but Shania was principled and did not take it back.
Shouting "Thank you!", the girl ran away to follow her path further, looking at the star on her hand with a smile, she thought: "Thank you stars, you helped me, let's continue to move together? Please make my performance a success, I must fulfill the agreement with Mr. Agarwal and help the family, please don't leave me." Adi was with Brinda, Kunal liked Sandy, Adi's assistant, and Ram was stuck on that useless Vedika who betrayed him for money. If Ram was here, he wouldn't be able to get past Shania, I'm sure if they met.Then ViŠŗ did not know that this moment was far away, in two years, but it would come without his participation and change everything. At the same time, Shania came to her club and sat down to finish her song, which she would perform in less than 2 days. Lines of words and music themselves lay down on a leaf from her heart:
"Star, you shine for me,
You give the way,
Without expecting anything in return,
You are eternal, but you know death,
You know more than you can tell,
My voice is dedicated to you,
I am not star,
but only bow to yours.
You give the way,
Without expecting anything in return,
You are eternal, but you know death.
Your voice lives in my music
Of course I sing,
But it was you who gave me the way.
Star, you shine for me
You give the way,
Without expecting anything in return,
And I give myself to you with a bow,
All your music.
You are eternal, but you also know death,
You know more than you can tell..."
Shania finished recording, once again looked at the star, not knowing where it would lead her.
And somewhere far away, in the future, Ram once again he woke up from sleep in a cold sweat and remembered that when the Stranger was bandaging his bloodied hand, he saw a small star on her hand:
"Well, cherry lips, in vain you helped me, now I will surely find you, Star."
I loved ittā¤ļø... I like how Priya and Kunal are connected, it a pity on the show that they have never explored Priya's friendship with the Boys, though they gave a glimpse of Kunal's possessive nature of Priya. and it's a beautiful song.. very sweet
Thanks, honey) I give a spoiler - we will have two different Kunals here and some kind of twist will come out of this)
And the song, in fact, it did not exist, that is, it is also mine)
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Loved it! ā¤ļø
Your posts on other threads have always been a treat to read, this one is amazing! š
Thank you, I'm so glad) I saw what you read, so I decided to mark it in case you want to read something else)
Sorry, I'm late, I have a lot of work, as soon as my weekend comes, I will try to do more
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