Love in Motion (updated p.10) - Page 6

Originally posted by: queenyuks

You finally updated sweetie.
It was really awsome.
Poor love struck Shourya. Its such a change to see him oogling at Niyati rather than the other way round.
Update soon!!!!

Yuks

thank you very much for your kind words ji 😊🤗

Continuing:

Setting: All is quite within the hallways of Mumbai Dance Academy. But distant beats can be heard. In a few short steps, the beat of the music thundering in the dance studio are swiftly and efficiently joined by the beat of someone's steps towards the dance studio...

Inside the dance studio:

Ms.Khan (pointing at a young man's posture): "how can a lady keep herself straight when her partner is as crooked as you are!" she says as she suddenly puts her hand on the young man's back and pushes until his spine is aligned.

Young man: "Ow..."

Ms. Khan (eyeing him): "I expect you to be like this always on the dance floor, in pain or not" she replied, quickly walking over to the next couple; a couple of criticisms forming in her mind regarding the boy's arm posture and the girl's unkempt hair...

On the far side of the classroom, Shourya and Niyati get to work.

Niyati: "Ms. Khan seems to be a very good teacher, and quite strict too..." she says worriedly.

Shourya laughs.

Shourya: "she is strict, but its for our good and plus, she's as motherly as she is strict."

Niyati: "Oh..."

Shourya: "...dont worry Niyati, if what Anu says is true about you being a great dancer, Ms. Khan will adopt you on the spot as her long-lost daughter."

A small smile creeps onto Niyati's face.

Shourya: "Aha! At least I got a smile."

He winks at her.

Niyati shakes her head and Shourya laughs...

Ms. Khan: "I expect youre laughing at your amazing incapability to do as I say Mr. Rathore?"

Shourya stops laughing and smiles playfully.

Shourya: "Hai...Ms. Khan, aap kitne sunder lagti hain jaab aap gusse mein hai...!"

Before Ms. Khan could reach out for his ear he ducks behind Niyati, who looks as worried as ever.

Ms.Khan: "Shourya...!" she says but her attention is diverted by Niyati.

Ms. Khan: "You are Ms. Niyati I suppose?"

Niyati nods slowly.

Ms. Khan: "Good, I've heard a lot of good things about you, and I truly hope they are true young lady; and if so, I would like to ask you of a personal favor" she says promptly.

Niyati looks at Ms. Khan hesitantly.

Shourya looks from Ms. Khan to Niyati.

Ms.Khan: "Please do not hesitate to teach Mr. Rathore here some basic things, such as manners... and if possible even some dancing skills!"

With that she slaps Shourya on his arm and moves along to a neighboring couple to see how they are progressing.

Niyati silently smiles.

Shourya: "Well what do you know, not only my jokes, but my scoldings also make you laugh!"

He playfully smiles at her.

She smiles back but when she catches Ms. Khan's eyes she quickly takes Shourya's arm and points him towards a heavy book near her bag.

Shourya looks from her to the bag.

Shourya: "Kya?" he sayspuzzled.

Niyati: "Bring it here please Shourya."

Shourya does so.

Shourya: "aab?"

Niyati: "now balance it on your head and dance with me."

Shourya looks at her and all of a sudden starts laughing.

Shourya: "is this punishment for making you smile?" he asks still laughing.

Niyati shakes her head and says:

Niyati: "Here, I will show you: put the textbook on your head like this and try dancing with a partner while balancing the textbook."

As she speaks she follows her own instructions and poses as if she has an imaginary waltz partner and closes her eyes and starts moving back and fourth in perfect sync with the beat of the playing music.

Niyati: "It helps with your posture" she says as she starts waltzing with her imaginary partner in bigger strides.

The music guides her every step, and as the music beats quicken, she does too.

Ms. Khan stops talking to a student and watches with fascination as Niyati demonstrates herself. In fact, the whole class, along with Shourya, are entrapped by Niyati's balanced, poised, easy, and elegant flow of steps.

Niyati can feel energy surge through her and as adrenaline pumps through her veins she quickens herself and sashayes in this direction and in that direction....

She is floating...she is surging...she is flying...

When suddenly she feels material under her rapidly moving feet...she can feel herself lose her balance...can feel the weight of the textbook dropping from her head...can feel herself toppling over...she can almost already feel the soon-to-be pain of the bone crushing collision her head will have with the hard, wood floor below...

when suddenly she stops falling...she stops moving...

His arms are strong and securely clasped around her upperarms and his sturdy body acts as a sponge, soaking in the impact of Niyati's falling body on him and stands strong, interrupting her fall and stopping it completely.

Niyati's breath come out shallow but rapid, her heart races like a wild horse, and her eyes tighten shut.

She digs her nails into the body before her; her nails digging into his toned biceps.

She hears a soft intake of breath, as though he is in pain...

She suddenly opens her eyes and finds herself enscrambled in the arms of a stranger. As she slowly dis-entwines herself from him, her eyes venture toward's the stranger's face.

Her pale green eyes meet his intensely brown ones. They are stricken with kajaal and have a strange hypnotic quality to them. She feels as though she is still falling...falling right into his eyes. The depth of his eyes are complimented by his sharp facial features and rugged stubble. His dark, longish hair frames his fiercly handsome face with the dignity of a prince. But his words sting like those of a pompous king.

Agni: "If you cant please the audience to the end, then why even try?" he whispers harshly into her face as he lets go of her sudden and quick.

She steps back in confusion and hurt.

Before she can fathom any reply, Shoury and Ms. Khan arrive by her side.

But she cannot hear their words; she can only stare at Agni in disbelief, her eyes filled with hurt.

Ms. Khan: "Niyati dear, are you alright?! Oh thank goodness Agni caught you!" she says in a relieved manner.

Agni looks away from the scene before him and examines his biceps. Three long gashes appeare on both biceps: Niyati's marks.

As Agni takes his eyes away from his biceps and land them on Niyati, Niyati turns her eyes away from him and catches sight of his biceps. She looks at him, apology written all over her face.

But Agni's eyes show no mercy; they penetrate deep within Niyati and shake her very being.

Lost in Ms. Khan's and Shourya's concern and worry, and the other overlooking students, she is immobilized as she watches Agni turn his back to her and walk off.

Tears sting her eyes, only from the pain that comes from the realization that she had not thanked her stranger, Agni.

Originally posted by: ritu_the_gr8

omg...
you continued and i dint even know it?? 😡 😡 😡
anywyass great part....
ab agni ki entry bhi karwao naa dia di....
btw where were you these days???
missed ya... 😳

hmm... this is ff soo lets talk about ff...
continue sooon....
me waiting... 😃 😃

updated ritu pitu 😛

Originally posted by: bollywoodfan

Continuing: after much patience you update... aap mahan ho...... 😆

Setting: All is quite within the hallways of Mumbai Dance Academy. But distant beats can be heard. In a few short steps, the beat of the music thundering in the dance studio are swiftly and efficiently joined by the beat of someone's steps towards the dance studio...

Inside the dance studio:

Ms.Khan (pointing at a young man's posture): "how can a lady keep herself straight when her partner is as crooked as you are!" she says as she suddenly puts her hand on the young man's back and pushes until his spine is aligned.

Young man: "Ow..."

Ms. Khan (eyeing him): "I expect you to be like this always on the dance floor, in pain or not" she replied, quickly walking over to the next couple; a couple of criticisms forming in her mind regarding the boy's arm posture and the girl's unkempt hair...

okay..i can so see rajlaxmi in this role yaar.. so good..

On the far side of the classroom, Shourya and Niyati get to work.

Niyati: "Ms. Khan seems to be a very good teacher, and quite strict too..." she says worriedly.

Shourya laughs.

Shourya: "she is strict, but its for our good and plus, she's as motherly as she is strict."

Niyati: "Oh..."

Shourya: "...dont worry Niyati, if what Anu says is true about you being a great dancer, Ms. Khan will adopt you on the spot as her long-lost daughter."

A small smile creeps onto Niyati's face.

Shourya: "Aha! At least I got a smile."

He winks at her.
is he flirting with her..... AHHHHH!! where is my hero..??
Niyati shakes her head and Shourya laughs...

Ms. Khan: "I expect youre laughing at your amazing incapability to do as I say Mr. Rathore?"

Shourya stops laughing and smiles playfully.

Shourya: "Hai...Ms. Khan, aap kitne sunder lagti hain jaab aap gusse mein hai...!"

Before Ms. Khan could reach out for his ear he ducks behind Niyati, who looks as worried as ever.

Ms.Khan: "Shourya...!" she says but her attention is diverted by Niyati.

Ms. Khan: "You are Ms. Niyati I suppose?"

Niyati nods slowly.

Ms. Khan: "Good, I've heard a lot of good things about you, and I truly hope they are true young lady; and if so, I would like to ask you of a personal favor" she says promptly.

Niyati looks at Ms. Khan hesitantly.

Shourya looks from Ms. Khan to Niyati.

Ms.Khan: "Please do not hesitate to teach Mr. Rathore here some basic things, such as manners... and if possible even some dancing skills!"
ONLY dancing.. and nothing else.. k.. cuz niyati is only agni's!!!!!!!
With that she slaps Shourya on his arm and moves along to a neighboring couple to see how they are progressing.

Niyati silently smiles.

Shourya: "Well what do you know, not only my jokes, but my scoldings also make you laugh!"
what a flirt.. sharam ka ladka...
He playfully smiles at her.

She smiles back but when she catches Ms. Khan's eyes she quickly takes Shourya's arm and points him towards a heavy book near her bag.

Shourya looks from her to the bag.

Shourya: "Kya?" he sayspuzzled.

Niyati: "Bring it here please Shourya."

Shourya does so.

Shourya: "aab?"

Niyati: "now balance it on your head and dance with me."

Shourya looks at her and all of a sudden starts laughing.

Shourya: "is this punishment for making you smile?" he asks still laughing.

Niyati shakes her head and says:

Niyati: "Here, I will show you: put the textbook on your head like this and try dancing with a partner while balancing the textbook."

As she speaks she follows her own instructions and poses as if she has an imaginary waltz partner and closes her eyes and starts moving back and fourth in perfect sync with the beat of the playing music.

Niyati: "It helps with your posture" she says as she starts waltzing with her imaginary partner in bigger strides.

The music guides her every step, and as the music beats quicken, she does too.

Ms. Khan stops talking to a student and watches with fascination as Niyati demonstrates herself. In fact, the whole class, along with Shourya, are entrapped by Niyati's balanced, poised, easy, and elegant flow of steps.
wow.. this is well written yaar.. this is what i am tlaking about.. you being MY WRITING QUEEN

Niyati can feel energy surge through her and as adrenaline pumps through her veins she quickens herself and sashayes in this direction and in that direction....

She is floating...she is surging...she is flying...

When suddenly she feels material under her rapidly moving feet...she can feel herself lose her balance...can feel the weight of the textbook dropping from her head...can feel herself toppling over...she can almost already feel the soon-to-be pain of the bone crushing collision her head will have with the hard, wood floor below...

when suddenly she stops falling...she stops moving...

His arms are strong and securely clasped around her upperarms and his sturdy body acts as a sponge, soaking in the impact of Niyati's falling body on him and stands strong, interrupting her fall and stopping it completely.
omg omg omg.. its him.. its him.. its him.. i can so play this scene in my HEAD!!!!!!!well written👏👏

Niyati's breath come out shallow but rapid, her heart races like a wild horse, and her eyes tighten shut.

She digs her nails into the body before her; her nails digging into his toned biceps.
*******ahem ahem****** i am blushing..
She hears a soft intake of breath, as though he is in pain...

She suddenly opens her eyes and finds herself enscrambled in the arms of a stranger. As she slowly dis-entwines herself from him, her eyes venture toward's the stranger's face.

Her pale green eyes meet his intensely brown ones. They are stricken with kajaal and have a strange hypnotic quality to them. She feels as though she is still falling...falling right into his eyes. The depth of his eyes are complimented by his sharp facial features and rugged stubble. His dark, longish hair frames his fiercly handsome face with the dignity of a prince. But his words sting like those of a pompous king.
omg... i LOVE this FANFIC!!!!! i can imagine his face right now.. and who would not fall into his eyes.. i have already drown!!!

Agni: "If you cant please the audience to the end, then why even try?" he whispers harshly into her face as he lets go of her sudden and quick.

She steps back in confusion and hurt.

Before she can fathom any reply, Shoury and Ms. Khan arrive by her side.

But she cannot hear their words; she can only stare at Agni in disbelief, her eyes filled with hurt.

i dont blame her.. when agni is on screen.. everything else doens't matter.. all that matters is his eyes.. and him and only him...

Ms. Khan: "Niyati dear, are you alright?! Oh thank goodness Agni caught you!" she says in a relieved manner.
damn.. did she hve to come when such an intense scene was going on...

Agni looks away from the scene before him and examines his biceps.you are killing me here... Three long gashes appeare on both biceps: Niyati's marks.

As Agni takes his eyes away from his biceps and land them on Niyati, Niyati turns her eyes away from him and catches sight of his biceps. She looks at him, apology written all over her face.

But Agni's eyes show no mercy; they penetrate deep within Niyati and shake her very being.
his eyes.. his eyes..i love you dia.. for mentioning his eye.. his kajaal filled killer eyes....hai... i am entering dream world...😍
Lost in Ms. Khan's and Shourya's concern and worry, and the other overlooking students, she is immobilized as she watches Agni turn his back to her and walk off.

Tears sting her eyes, only from the pain that comes from the realization that she had not thanked her stranger, Agni.

can i thank him my way😳

WOW!~~@!!! thaat was awesome hon!!!!!!!!!!.. i am watching kul right now..and i think that ur ff is WAY better then what is goig on in the showright now..................

well done.. and that shourya.. always flirting with niyati.. but onluy flirting.. no more then that.. he has janvi.. take her!!! and wah.. what a enterance from my AGNI!! loved it.. kya filmy tha!! and the description of his eyes. was too good yaar. too good.. i almost had a heartattack!!!but then i remembered that my heart belongs to "Agni,... and Ram.. and shahid.. and srk..".. hehe.. wow.. my heart is soo big it has four parts too it!!! hehe.. well i loved it simply loved it!!!!!!

please do continue yaar.. i can't wait to read more..

it was mindblowing.. too good yaar.

luv pri

Originally posted by: pc84

WOW!~~@!!! thaat was awesome hon!!!!!!!!!!.. i am watching kul right now..and i think that ur ff is WAY better then what is goig on in the showright now..................

well done.. and that shourya.. always flirting with niyati.. but onluy flirting.. no more then that.. he has janvi.. take her!!! and wah.. what a enterance from my AGNI!! loved it.. kya filmy tha!! and the description of his eyes. was too good yaar. too good.. i almost had a heartattack!!!but then i remembered that my heart belongs to "Agni,... and Ram.. and shahid.. and srk..".. hehe.. wow.. my heart is soo big it has four parts too it!!! hehe.. well i loved it simply loved it!!!!!!

please do continue yaar.. i can't wait to read more..

it was mindblowing.. too good yaar.

luv pri

all i can say is I love you PRIIII!!!! 🤗

Originally posted by: bollywoodfan

Continuing:

Setting: All is quite within the hallways of Mumbai Dance Academy. But distant beats can be heard. In a few short steps, the beat of the music thundering in the dance studio are swiftly and efficiently joined by the beat of someone's steps towards the dance studio...

Inside the dance studio:

Ms.Khan (pointing at a young man's posture): "how can a lady keep herself straight when her partner is as crooked as you are!" she says as she suddenly puts her hand on the young man's back and pushes until his spine is aligned.

Young man: "Ow..."

Ms. Khan (eyeing him): "I expect you to be like this always on the dance floor, in pain or not" she replied, quickly walking over to the next couple; a couple of criticisms forming in her mind regarding the boy's arm posture and the girl's unkempt hair...

On the far side of the classroom, Shourya and Niyati get to work.

Niyati: "Ms. Khan seems to be a very good teacher, and quite strict too..." she says worriedly.

Shourya laughs.

Shourya: "she is strict, but its for our good and plus, she's as motherly as she is strict."

Niyati: "Oh..."

Shourya: "...dont worry Niyati, if what Anu says is true about you being a great dancer, Ms. Khan will adopt you on the spot as her long-lost daughter."

A small smile creeps onto Niyati's face.

Shourya: "Aha! At least I got a smile."

He winks at her.

Niyati shakes her head and Shourya laughs...

Ms. Khan: "I expect youre laughing at your amazing incapability to do as I say Mr. Rathore?"

Shourya stops laughing and smiles playfully.

Shourya: "Hai...Ms. Khan, aap kitne sunder lagti hain jaab aap gusse mein hai...!"

Before Ms. Khan could reach out for his ear he ducks behind Niyati, who looks as worried as ever.

Ms.Khan: "Shourya...!" she says but her attention is diverted by Niyati.

Ms. Khan: "You are Ms. Niyati I suppose?"

Niyati nods slowly.

Ms. Khan: "Good, I've heard a lot of good things about you, and I truly hope they are true young lady; and if so, I would like to ask you of a personal favor" she says promptly.

Niyati looks at Ms. Khan hesitantly.

Shourya looks from Ms. Khan to Niyati.

Ms.Khan: "Please do not hesitate to teach Mr. Rathore here some basic things, such as manners... and if possible even some dancing skills!"

With that she slaps Shourya on his arm and moves along to a neighboring couple to see how they are progressing.

Niyati silently smiles.

Shourya: "Well what do you know, not only my jokes, but my scoldings also make you laugh!"

He playfully smiles at her.

She smiles back but when she catches Ms. Khan's eyes she quickly takes Shourya's arm and points him towards a heavy book near her bag.

Shourya looks from her to the bag.

Shourya: "Kya?" he sayspuzzled.

Niyati: "Bring it here please Shourya."

Shourya does so.

Shourya: "aab?"

Niyati: "now balance it on your head and dance with me."

Shourya looks at her and all of a sudden starts laughing.

Shourya: "is this punishment for making you smile?" he asks still laughing.

Niyati shakes her head and says:

Niyati: "Here, I will show you: put the textbook on your head like this and try dancing with a partner while balancing the textbook."

As she speaks she follows her own instructions and poses as if she has an imaginary waltz partner and closes her eyes and starts moving back and fourth in perfect sync with the beat of the playing music.

Niyati: "It helps with your posture" she says as she starts waltzing with her imaginary partner in bigger strides.

The music guides her every step, and as the music beats quicken, she does too.

Ms. Khan stops talking to a student and watches with fascination as Niyati demonstrates herself. In fact, the whole class, along with Shourya, are entrapped by Niyati's balanced, poised, easy, and elegant flow of steps.

Niyati can feel energy surge through her and as adrenaline pumps through her veins she quickens herself and sashayes in this direction and in that direction....

She is floating...she is surging...she is flying...

When suddenly she feels material under her rapidly moving feet...she can feel herself lose her balance...can feel the weight of the textbook dropping from her head...can feel herself toppling over...she can almost already feel the soon-to-be pain of the bone crushing collision her head will have with the hard, wood floor below...

when suddenly she stops falling...she stops moving...

His arms are strong and securely clasped around her upperarms and his sturdy body acts as a sponge, soaking in the impact of Niyati's falling body on him and stands strong, interrupting her fall and stopping it completely.

Niyati's breath come out shallow but rapid, her heart races like a wild horse, and her eyes tighten shut.

She digs her nails into the body before her; her nails digging into his toned biceps.

She hears a soft intake of breath, as though he is in pain...

She suddenly opens her eyes and finds herself enscrambled in the arms of a stranger. As she slowly dis-entwines herself from him, her eyes venture toward's the stranger's face.

Her pale green eyes meet his intensely brown ones. They are stricken with kajaal and have a strange hypnotic quality to them. She feels as though she is still falling...falling right into his eyes. The depth of his eyes are complimented by his sharp facial features and rugged stubble. His dark, longish hair frames his fiercly handsome face with the dignity of a prince. But his words sting like those of a pompous king.

Agni: "If you cant please the audience to the end, then why even try?" he whispers harshly into her face as he lets go of her sudden and quick.

She steps back in confusion and hurt.

Before she can fathom any reply, Shoury and Ms. Khan arrive by her side.

But she cannot hear their words; she can only stare at Agni in disbelief, her eyes filled with hurt.

Ms. Khan: "Niyati dear, are you alright?! Oh thank goodness Agni caught you!" she says in a relieved manner.

Agni looks away from the scene before him and examines his biceps. Three long gashes appeare on both biceps: Niyati's marks.

As Agni takes his eyes away from his biceps and land them on Niyati, Niyati turns her eyes away from him and catches sight of his biceps. She looks at him, apology written all over her face.

But Agni's eyes show no mercy; they penetrate deep within Niyati and shake her very being.

Lost in Ms. Khan's and Shourya's concern and worry, and the other overlooking students, she is immobilized as she watches Agni turn his back to her and walk off.

Tears sting her eyes, only from the pain that comes from the realization that she had not thanked her stranger, Agni.

Originally posted by: diljaani

Very well done!!👏

This has to be my FAV update of all.........I wonder why?!😆😉

~diljaani

thank you huma puma 😛

haha, dont deem this as your favorite just yet...😉

Originally posted by: prernabajaj4eva

👏 finally . . . agni!

finally! 😆

continuing:

setting: a tall figure stands over a table laden with various materials, among them lies a small box of alcohol swabs.

Niyati quickly reassures everyone around her that she is fine and when Ms. Khan turns around for a second, she quickly steps out of her reach and heads for the door.

Shourya: "Niyati? where are you going?" he asks, hurrying to catch up with her.

Niyati keeps on walking, looking for that face, those eyes.

Shourya doubles his pace and overtakes Niyati in a matter of a few steps.

He stands in front of her.

Shourya: "Niyati? Are you okay? Do you want to go to the nurse or...?" he asks puzzled.

Niyati looks at him, and quickly replies:

Niyati: "What? No...I...actually, yes, I would like to go to the nurse, I feel a little light-headed..." she says hurriedly, her eyes peering past Shourya's shoulder.

Shourya cuts her off.

Shourya: "Light headed? Niyati! Ok dont worry, I'll take you..."

This time Niyati cuts him off.

Niyati: "I'll manage Shourya, you just please tell me where the nurse's office is." she says.

Shourya looks at her with concern but decides that he should respect her space, and so he complies.

Shourya: "Just make a right there and its the last door in the corridor." he says, somewhat hurt.

Niyati goes up to him and squeezes his shoulders and smiles, thankfully.

Shourya smiles and slowly turns to leave for the dance studio.

Niyati watches him fade away, and quickly turns and makes a left.

The corridor is silent; classrooms are not found in this range. She can see the janitor's closet, and a small lounge, and finally the nurse's office.

She hesistates outside of the door, but knows that this is the right thing to do. She slowly peers in and her eyes fall instantly on the tall figure in front of her swabbing his left bicep.

But she can see that he is not actually swabbing the now swollen scratches completely, probably because of the stinging pain it would cause.

She quickly strides over to him, and she is about to speak, when Agni turns towards her.

His eyes overwhelm her and suddenly she is very conscious of her intrusion on him.

Niyati: "I'm sorry, I didnt mean to intrude, actually I'm sorry for..."

But Agni whispers "shhhh"

He studies her, his gaze deliberate and intent on her concerned face.

Agni: "did Ms. Khan send you?" he finally says, his voice dark.

Niyati: "...no...I came on my own to..."

Agni cuts her off.

He steps back, but does not lift his eyes from Niyati.

Agni: "...to check if I did not die from your amazingly deep gashes?" he asks, his voice mocking her concern.

Niyati stumbles for words.

But Agni does not let her speak, as he comes a little closer to her.

She can feel the intensity of ridicule his eyes for her behavior.

Agni is now inches away from Niyati, but Niyati is frozen and can only hope that he cannot hear the feverish beats of her heart.

Agni: "if you dont mind, I'd like to tend to my, oh what should I call them, ah yes, wounds that you have so nicely made on me." he says, his voice threatening and low.

As he turns his back to Niyati, Niyati can feel the full impact of his words. But she knows that they are wrong; she never meant to hurt him, why would she, he had saved her.

She looks at his back towards her, her eyes in disbelief and finally after a moment takes a deep breath and slowly says:

Niyati: "I'm very sorry I hurt you, I had no intention of doing so. I came here, not to bother you, but to thank you for catching me and for apologizing for hurting you." here she paused, but slowly began speaking again. "But maybe I was wrong to even come here, but my God knows and I know that it is only right for me to show my concern, and thank you."

with that she quickly walks to the door and out, tears stinging her eyes.

All is silent as Niyati's footsteps fade away into the distance.

Agni does not move from his spot, his eyes glued to the floor below him, Niyati's words ringing in his ears:

"But my God knows and I know that it is only right for me to show my concern and thank you..."

He slowly turns towards the empty door and gazes at it, lost in his thoughts.

He had known instantly that Niyati was no ordinary girl. The moment he had stepped into the dance studio he had seen her capabilities as a dancer. Capabilities that had eraptured his own passion for dancing. He had found himself watching her every move with fixed attention and was astonished to find no fault in her form. And now he had found out that she could not only answer him on the dance floor but also back-answer him and withstand his devestating blows.

Agni while still looking at the door says out loud:

Agni: "How often do I get to take on a person of my standards, huh Agni?" he asks himself.

A menacing grin appears on his lips, and a zestful gleam in his eyes.

Agni: "pleasure to meet you..." he stops talking out loud and tries to remember her name.

He suddenly remembers Ms. Khan's concerned words back in the studio.

Agni: "...Niyati." he whispers.

Back in the corridor Niyati refuses to spill any of her collecting tears as she walks briskly towards the studio and back in the doorway of the nurse's office, Agni cannot stop smiling devilishly as thoughts of having substantial competition on the dance floor spread like wilfire in his mind.

Agni takes the alcohol swab in his hand and this time, rubs his entire swollen area on his biceps, and as a sharp stinging sensation engulfs him, he grins wildlly and says:

"touche Niyati, touche"