Only two hours were left. He couldn't control his impatience to meet her. He waited for her at her institute three hours from the stipulated time. Ali noticed this and walked upto him.
"Hey bro! You were doing fine with me. What went wrong?", Ali said in his usual shrill voice. His voice unfortunately made him look much younger and immature. He was a late bloomer. But nothing mattered to him except his passion for dance and making new friends. And he had thought Mohit was his friend.
Like every friends, Mohit didn't care to tell him that he liked Molly. Why would he share such intimate feelings with Ali? Ali had known him for a month. "Sorry Ali! It's not about you or dance. It's something more...",Mohit said.
By then Molly appeared from nowhere. " Hey !! Ready? Follow me.", she said without looking at him and greeted Ali with her usual 'hi'. Why did she behave so indifferent with him? She greeted Ali but not him. Girls and their attitude! You can't understand their mood swings.
She started with warm ups from simple ones to complicated ones. He did as she told. He followed all the excerises without listening to pains of his body. He didn't complain even for single minute. Her presence was drug to all of his pains. He didn't understand why he felt happy in his own sufferings?
He came back home with swore body. He just had lay on the bed. Sleep was automatic - sweet and enchanting bless to his body. He didn't get up until morning when his stomach growled angrily due to hunger.
(To be continued )
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