23/03/17
These two taught dance in different schools. By different methods. They learned like the same steps. They hear one melody. But their dance is about different
His dance about her is hateful. Her dance about him loved
There are more bruises. There are more witnesses. They still draw attention, but soon there will be no
They move into the abyss, trying to impose their own dance to each other, but he is stronger, and therefore uses his superior advantage - physical strength. He pulls her, strikes her, twisted her arms
Who cares, idiot, this girl is so used to endure the pain that even in it will find signs of love. This is the next stage after the excuses, they fly fast are not they? It's "passion", it's "look how much he loves me". A little awkwardly covering up the obvious lie
She is in her world, her world is full of color, there are bright colors in it that simply countless. Fills black, applying new color, closes her eyes, feeling no pain. This is her own world, everything is woven in pain, but beautiful? Still somewhere persistently reality knocks, don't want to listen, because if you wake up, you need to see that the dance is over, the music has died down, and you are in silence
Saanj was definitely amused today. She saw the marks on her hands and returned the mangalsurt. Do whatever you want, but to hell with these signs, Duffer must go to hell!
Saaj definitely didn't take the time, she mentally decided that she had gone ahead, but the fact is that this setup could easily be shattered
Jhanvi, I know that the turn should be expected precisely from this lady. But I have little, extremely small faith that Jhanvi can protect Maya. Jhanvi can change the vector, Jhanvi can bring time to poison. But the hands of acting will not be hers. It isn't her prerogative to solve problems, rather she creates them
