Part 5:
The party.
Behind the mask, I'll recognize,
that one black pair of eyes.
I'll lend an ear when the wind blows,
And it will tell me what is not known.
Making your loss, my gain,
I did IT once, and I'll do IT again.
Kripa glanced outside her window. There was a huge crowd on either sides of the beautiful red carpet. She always felt something when she looked at all of the people goin crazy over people who werent what they seemed to be, even her. She still was shy from the inside but rarely showed it. Now she looked at the photo of her family while sitting in her luxurious Mercedes, and thanked god that they were so supportive. Soon she heard the sound of the engine go silent, and then she knew that her car had stopped . She murmured, "Showtime!" as the body guard came out from the door beside the drivers seat and opened her door.
Kripa put one delicate foot on the floor, revealing her stylish black shoesand her pretty silver anklet. She then took , her bodyguard's hand and stepped out unvieling, the beauty ,wrapped in a beautiful black gown, that the world was waiting for. She smiled as she walked on the carpet, with everyone screaming her name and many compliments. She saw a little girl of about 8, holding a pen and an autograph, but she had tears in her eyes. It was obvious that someone had pushed her away from it and she knew that the girl was here for Kripa when she saw the girl's eyes twinkle as Kripa looked at her. She went towards her and politely pointing to her, she asked the other fans to bring her closer. And as she neared, Kripa smiled at her. Kripa took the pen and the autograph book, signed it.
"What's your name?" Kripa asked. "Daina" She answered in a sweet voice. Kripa smiled at her again.Then kissed the Daina's eyes . Daina was so happy that she forgot to smile back, and to everyone's surprise, Kripa didnt move untill Daina smiled back. And then giving her one last smile and walked forward. She showed her invitation and turned around gracefully, towards her fans. She smiled, she used to be one of them and knowing how ignorance from your favourite start meant, she waved and blew a kiss before disappearing from their sight.
She could hear the people go wild as she blew a kiss, and she silently laughed, shaking her head. As soon as she entered the hall filled with celebrities and famous people from all over the world, Kevin came and greeted her. Knowing, her cultural habits, he shook her hand, rather than giving a hug, like he would to anyone else. He soon got busy in receiving the guests after he excused himself. Kripa was busy, talking to almost everyone. She then went to the bar and ordered an orange juice.
After sometime, the music started and Kripa looked at the people dancing, again wondering about her future. But suddenly, all the chatter and the laughs stopped. It was as if she was all alone in a grave yard. Wondering what was all this about, she turned around and saw Kevin greeting Angad and Mishty. She saw many people constantly staring at Angad and Kripa. Kripa just smirked, shook her head and sat in her previous position again. She knew Angad would be here. After all,m being the owner of the hit magazine, she knew that Kevin was Mishty's brother's best friend. She hadn't published that because she respected people's privacy, unless it came to Angad.
Before, you knew it, the party girl, Mishti gave live to the party and almost everyone was on the dance floor. Kripa, knew that Mishti was relieved and glad that their were no press peopl here so she could party hard. Maybe she didnt know that Kripa was here. But Kripa didnt care , she wouldn't publish anything about Mishti, unless it was about Angad, because that would just plainly be boring.
She was surprised when she heard a familiar voice asking for a drink. She turned around in her seat and saw Angad looking down at her. She could tell he was trying to hide her anger, when he smiled widely yet forcefully at her. Kripa chuckled and kept her drink on the counter.
Kripa: No ones watching you, you can cut that smile, Khanna.
Angad looks at her disgustingly and rolls his eyes after giving her another mean look.
Angad(while sitting down): You are right, there is no point.
Kripa nods.
Angad: Look! How about a deal?
Kripa: I'm listening.
Angad: I dont know what you want, but it's my guess and I m always right.
Kripa smirked on the inside. She knew what he was thinking. He thought that she wanted him, to be physically involved with her. Still smirking, she wasn't surprised, knowing that he was so over-confident.
Kripa looked at him.
Angad: How about I come over tommorrow night?
Kripa: You are just too full of yourself. And as a hint ; no! I have no such desire, as you think of me to have.
Kripa got up, picking her drink and turned around gracefully. While making her way towards the ladies washroom, she got many lustfull stares for almost all males present. She took sips of the orange juice, and then as a waiter came, she kept the glass and a huge tip on the empty tray he was holding, smiled and entered into the ladies washroom.
She looked at herself in the huge mirror. Her hair was open, she had a light pink lip gloss applied, and the silver chain with a stylish daimond locket she was wearing, all made her look beautiful and simple. But more than anything else, she was comfortable in these clothes. She opened the tap and collecting water in her hands, splashed it on her face. He she looked in the mirror and sighed. She dried her face with the help of a tissue , opened her purse and taking out the lip gloss applied it to her lips. She kept the lips gloss in her purse again, and checked her her cell phone too. After repling to Prithvi's message, she went to use the toilet.
As soon as she opened the locked door of the toilet stall, that she had used, she heard the bathroom door opened and slam back, followed by a the sound of heels clicking. She opened the door and saw Mishti coming. She quickly got back inside and hid in the stall.
Mishti: (to herself) Damn it! Who does he think he is! I'll dance with who so ever I want, heck with his reputation.
Kripa at that very moment knew it was Angad she was talking about.
Mishti's cell rang, and Kripa opened the door a bit saw her pick it up.
Mishti: Hello? Yeah. Oh, he's fine alright, but our relationship is not. He wont let me dance with anyone and wont even dance with me himself. He wont let me drink and he's bossing me around like I'm his wife!! You wait and watch baby, how I break up with him. The whole media will be present and I'll be the talk, for weeks.
Kripa didnt want to hear anymore. She was happy that she got this useful piece of information. As soon as Mishti went inside on of the stalls, Kripa came out and quickly rushed out of the ladies bathroom. She was grateful that the wind had reached her ears and given her the weapon for another attack.
She went to the counter ordered a glasss of water. By then Kevin joined her again.They chatted for a while until, he had to go again. She eyued the dance floor, looking for a partner. She felt like dancing. She was so happy about the new information that she got. And what better way to take it out than dancing! Besides a new song was just about to start.
She noticed someone's stare on her. Looking past the dance floor, she saw Angad standing on the other side of the dance floor, right in front of her. She titled her face and smiled. Her gaze wandered of to the dance floor again. She knew Angad was checking her out. Dispite the fact that she had totally annoyed him and that she was in an extreme attempt to flush his career down the toilet, he had found her sexy and beautiful. The way she made everything to the point and clear, showed her intelligence. She was independent, bold and funny, as everyone knew that she alone reached such a high rank without anyone's help. nd what man didn't want an independent, funny, intelligent, bold and especailly, a very beautiful woman.
Before she knew it, Angad was beside her and had his hand held out. Busy in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed him come upto her. She looked down at his hand and snapping out of it, placed her hand in his. She somehow felt perfect when she felt his hand wrap around her's. Where as Angad, was so absorbed in her beauty that he didnt think twice before asking her for a dance. They stepped on the dance floor, the music started. Angad skillfully placed his one hand on her waist and the other was still wrapped around her hand. Kripa, too, quickly placed her hand on his shoulder and swayed with the music. They challenged each other with their eyes, as they danced flawlessly, oine trying to be lead the other. The music started getting faster as it reached the end. Still, staring into each other's challenging eyes, they moved faster and even more energetically. It was near the end. Angad and Kripa went backward and forward together. They modified their handlock into a stylish one. And then they parted their bodies, letting only the hands being connected. In another moment their bodies were touching again, only to be parted again as Kripa twirled around gracefully yet in great speed making her gown, spin in the air showing parts of her legs below the knees. After she was done, Kripa crashed against Angad's strong chest,letting his manly colonge make her dizzy. As soon as she was against Angad, he wrapped an arm around her waist where as his other hand had Kripa's hand enclosed in it. He quickly moved around and leaned towards the ground, still holding Kripa as she was only a few inches above the ground.
He pulled her back up.
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Please do comment. Dont mind the mistakes and I am sorry, if the dance moves weren't clear. I hope you like it.
Thank a lot,
Mona.
Edited by lalala10 - 16 years ago
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