
"But Taani.. Please understand. Dance mera passion hai mei use kaise chod sakta hu..."
"Too aap kei liye dance hi saab kuch hai.. mei kuch nahi.. "
"Nahi Taani tum meri baat ko galat samaj rahi ho.."
"It's your choice Rey.."
Her words were continuously echoing in his ear.. and her teary eyes was all he could see at that moment.
He increased the volume of the music playing and started rehearsing .. He badly needed a distraction from all the hectic events that were happening in his life.. Why can't he live a carefree life like everyone.. Why problems can easily find his doorstep.. Is there no hope for him to be loved by anyone other than the problems which never seems to leave his side..
His life had always been like this.. He always had to choose.. From childhood up till now..He always have to choose.. Between his mother and father..Between his friends and Girlfriend.. Between his life, his Taani and passion..
"No" he said to himself.. he can't think of all the haunted memories.. He have a future to uphold.. But his mind seems to wander.. Does he always have to choose among the one whom he love..
He sat down between the empty Rehearsal Hall and before he knew he was again thinking about the conversation he had with her..
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His words and voice full of anger , pain , hurt and desperation were repeating inside her head.. His face filled with hope that she would support him , understand him.. had occupied her mind..
She ran towards her bathroom and washed her face..
"Kyu Krishna Ji.. mere saath hi kyu.. Kya mei itni buri hu ki muje saab chod kar chale jaate hai.. Bachpan mei mere mom dad muje orphan mei chod kar chale gaye.. Mere saare doston nei mera saath chod diya.. aur aab Rey.. kya vo bhi muje.."she shouted towards the sky while her eyes were shining with tears..
"Is there seriously no hope for us now!!" She thought aloud and her mind again drifting back to the conversation she had with him..