Part 1
It was d early morning in NYC, two girls were walking along d lone street to their classes which was at 4 th floor of a specified building.They parted their way into different rooms as they went in.Her dance partner, a greekish blonde guy who belonged to d same country was waiting eagerly for her to come.
"Ok..come on lets start", she said.
He switched on d music, they did all d moves perfectly except one, dis was d only move which was exaggerating them since d previous day. With all she has done until now, it was not too hard for her after doing many of dose hectic moves in all her dancing career.She has to stand on his shoulders n stretch her arms wide without a support while he wil held her leg tightly for a grip.
"Once more", she squealed in an annoyed tone.
Again dis try was also worth not.Before they do another one, the instructor came in with some files in his hand.
"Did d choreography complete??"
"Ya almost sir..",she said in a calmed tone.
"Ok..", he sounded n was walking out but suddenly turned back, "Sakti ur final performance here is tomorrow better be fast".
"Sakti nahi Shakti…Shakti…idiot!!!!!No..no…shaks…he is ur instructor", she cursed under her breath.
"Ok sir", she replied.
Time passed, how much ever they practiced they wud end unsatisfied at d critical point.Instructor came n passed by each n everytime giving them a high squeal to make it soon.They were highly frustrated n changed d step into sumother one which they managed in covering within a short gap.It was a full day practice session, food meals n everything was served right deir, n at d evening they were left free after doing enough.
"See u tomorrow Alan..bye"
"Bye"
She was waiting for her room-mate outside d academy, just then her instructor passing by saw her n came.
"Sakti dis is ur plans..take a look", he said handing her a white paper with some info on it.
"Not Again", she murmured to herself taking it into her hand.
The next 2 months were going to be hard for her, she had to travel across d globe showing off her finest talent.She was happy but at d same time, she was exhaustarated wid d busy package of schedule.Piyali her room-mate soon joined her n they went to d residence n attacked their respective rooms n shakti fell back on their bed.
She slowly dozed off into her sleep which was soon disturbed by her ringing cell.She looked at d caller id, "Kunwar", she mumbled in her sleep n clicked d silence button.It rang more two-three times, she sat upon d bed when her sleep was really getting carried off.She hesitated to pick up d call but finally did after noticing d time in d cell.It was 5 deir n according to indian time 2.30 a.m.
Y d hell is he bothering to call me at dis tym???
"Hello"
"Hi Shaks.."
She dint bother to reply him, she was registering d voice which she was hearing back again after months.How she used to wait for his calls before n now it was completely different.Things between them changed totally for good or bad.
"Sorry shaks………………………I kno I shudnt hav done lyk dat……………..par aisa hogaya I cant change it now……………Im really sorry………pls mujhse baat karo……….kabse avoid kar rahi ho………plsss…."
"Ok…….maan gayi……………Bas yehi bathane cal kiya……??"
"I need ur advice Shaks………"
"My advice…do u really care about it???Do u care for my opinions too???"
"Arre baba sorry bola na…..Shaks I seriously need ur advice now"
"Kya hain??"
"Charlie…"
She hanged d call instantly having heard her d name which she never wanted to.How she hated him to spoil her mood………………"I hate you Kunwar!!!!", she murmured digging her face onto d bed trying to flush dose memories of him.
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Edited by snigdha_arsha - 13 years ago
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