ManeetFF Dancing Frm The Ashes link on pg146 - Page 82

I really don't know what to say. But I guess you cannot force creativity.

Dear Amruta, I completely understand your situation. So take your time and write whenever you feel inspired. Writing FFs are difficult (I know that for sure). You have these scenarious in your had but writing them down are sometimes incredibly difficult. The story needs to make some sense, be logic (everything that the writers of GHSP are not at the moment), interesting, etc, etc...

it's a brilliant ff...can you add me on the pm list?

Was thinking about u today and thought would drop u a line or two.

Hey Rachna -

They stood like that for long, her hand pulling his ear, his hands trying to inch towards her bottom; stopped only by hers, pushing with all her might against his shoulder, while his forehead was furrowed and his mouth pouted - all ready for that kiss. Her back was tilted behind and it had begun aching and her neck was soon going to hurt if she kept up that tilted position, to get away from his lips. Was it just her or did his lips suddenly look bigger? Oh my gosh, was he drooling ' he seemed like he was about to.

''God, please help me'', she prayed.

And it was then, trapped in that comical position that her eyes fell on the door, and she saw Farhan looking at them, a bland look in his eyes.

CHAPTER 42 - Bang!

''Farhan'', she called out, her voice a cross between mortification and relief. It was enough to get Prashant back to his senses. He straightened himself and looked around embarrassed. Looking sheepish and red in the face, he said a waved insipidly at Farhan, like it was the most normal reaction. Doing this, he made a quick getaway. Isra remained where she was, massaging her lower back, acutely aware that Farhan was walking towards her.

He towered over her, as she bent her head and massaged her neck. She knew her face was red, a direct result of her mortification. She cursed her luck once again. Of all the people why did she always get caught in such situations. That too by the very guy who channelled the fantasies of her mind; full throttle.

After an eternity, she heard him speak.

''What was going on here'', he asked quietly.

She kept mum, not wanting to reply, but he seemed to be waiting for an answer.

''H..h..h..he was trying to kiss me'', she said sulkily.

''And what were you trying to do?''

''Trying to tear his ear off'', she replied in the same sulk, with a hint of defiance. She was beginning to get annoyed with him. Weren't guys honour bound to help out girls and thrash the bad guys? He was simply standing like a dim-wit , asking her the obvious.

''I see'', he said in his soft deep voice. He waited for a while, looking at her form.

He turned around to walk, when he heard her say...

''I am not going to be his partner anymore!''

''With obvious reasons'', he said, his eyes drooping.

She fumed as she watched him walk away. Letting out a string of curses under her breath, against the antiquated chivalry, she headed for the shower. More than that, she was beginning to get annoyed with the dissolution of her fantasies about Farhan. She let the hot water sluice over her neck and back, as she thought back to the incident that had mortified her so much. At least she was rid of the douchebag.

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Geet walked resolutely towards Maan's cabin. This time she had to get him to change his mind. She was sure that Isra would never react, but she had to do something. Maan looked up expectantly and she launched into her tirade about Prashant's behaviour towards Isra, only to be stopped mid way.

''Farhan has already asked me to change the pair, yesterday. He said something on the lines of their chemistry not hitting the right note. So you can be happy. I'll see who to pair Isra with, in some time. He's already paired Prashant with somebody...and she's a new student, so I don't really mind it.''

Geet stared, the wind knocking out of her lungs. On finding her voice, she asked hesitantly, '' Farhan...he asked you to change them?''

Maan nodded, not looking up from the work he was doing. He felt the smile coming over her face, and he shut his eyes, defeated. ''Geet...I know what ideas you're getting in your head. You need to stop right now.''

But she only turned up her nose at him, evidently annoyed that it was Farhan who had made the change and not Maan himself. Before he could say anything in his defence, she had disappeared.

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Isra walked out of the girls' locker room and banged into what she thought was a wall. Only when she looked up did she realize it was a clipboard...held by Geet. She looked up to see a smile on her face, evidently brimming with some secret. Curiosity took over and she didn't hesitate, when Geet pulled her back into the room.

''So, so, so?? Farhan asked for your change, huh?? Couldn't see you dance with someone else, now could he?''

Isra gave her a bewildered look. ''Oh come on'', Geet said impatiently, ''Don't you know that Farhan asked for your change?''

''Farhan did?'', Isra repeated wonder and doubt in her mind. Her thoughts played back the previous evening.

''Ye-es''', she heard Geet's voice in the background. ''He told Maan that your chemistry wasn't right , or something to that extent.''

Isra stared into space, confused beyond her wits. Farhan didn't seem like the kinda guy who would do that. A part of her heart wanted to believe that he had done that for her. But another part of her wanted to dwell in her irritation over the fact, that he hadn't done anything to Prashant and had done something as nonspecific as shifting him, since she had asked of it. It brought her back to the general, as she now asked of the basics.

''SO who's gonna be my partner, now?''

''It's not fixed yet. I think Maan is still working on that.'', Geet replied.

Isra shook her head. Her head was spinning. From the relief of being rid from Prashant, to the confusion that revolved around Farhan, and now the new stress of who her partner would be; she was tired. She didn't have the heart to tell Geet why Farhan had changed her partner. Had Geet known, she would've raised hell fire in the studio and thrown him out. But, her mortification prevented her from saying much. She respected Farhan , now for not revealing the incident to the others. She hadn't expected much in her irritation. True, she had idolized and fantasized about Farhan ' but she had known deep down that the bubble would burst when she came in close contact with him. She sighed now, as she realized that the infatuation was wearing off. Her shoulders hurt and she felt a mental fatigue.

Making some excuse, she took the rest of the day off.

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She walked in early the next day. Despite not having a partner, she had an energy thrumming though her. She wanted to let go...and there was just one way she knew how.

She Jogged on the way to the smaller studios, wanting to make less work of the warm-up, even though she knew she couldn't get away from it.

It was her favourite studio, as there was a one way mirror in it and it gave her an uninhibited view of the studio next to it. She started the song that she had been humming.

AS soon as the song came on, she let it wash over her senses, the melody, now memorized, flowed along with her movements. No sooner had she moved her head up, than she saw the couple practising next door. She paused, mid step as she peered to recognize the girl. It was a new girl she had seen in the studio. And dancing with her was Prashant.

She felt the breath whoosh out of her , as she saw him move forward for a step, pushing himself closer to her. A hint of a frown crossed the girl's face as she pulled herself away and continued the step. But, he didn't give up; just as Isra had known he wouldn't. He acted nonchalant and turned and swirled her around for a step. A movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention, as she saw Farhan standing at the doorway of the room. The dancers hadn't noticed him yet, but Isra knew they couldn't be able to spot him. He was taking that precaution. He was watching the dance proceed. The look in his eyes caught Isra's attention as he observed all that was unfolding between the dancers. It held a smile. For a moment, Isra felt a surge of anger pass through her, but at the next moment, she caught the expression on the girl's face. It was one of unbridled fury. She didn't know what Prashant had done, but at the next instant, she saw the girl's leg shoot out from under her and connect to the unprotected core of his legs.

She felt a keen surge of glee pass through her, as she saw him whimper and keel over, clutching himself. The girl gave him another kick and swivelled around to look at Farhan, who had now made a complete appearance. The pride on his face came aglow, as he gave her a hug and walked out with her arm in arm.

She walked out of the room and looked at them walking away. There must have been some question in her eyes, as she felt Geet walk up quietly beside her and say, ''Relax, that's Faria; Farhan's sister.''

Am so sorry - this update is probably a bit out of the blue n boring - but I wanted to get past this bit.

how you all crazy beings??

I missed u!

love

awesome ... superb ...

brilliant luved d update

Oh...after so long you are back with an updt...n that too without any Maaneet moments...this was not expected...but challo its ok...atleast you updted...

I missed you so much...many times i thought i should ask you where are you so busy these days but then i thought must be busy with something really very impt...so i should not disturb you...

The part was as usual awesome...yes, i missed maaneet...only a small convo...mch...mch...
Farhan surprised me...
Now who will be Isra's partner...????

Updt soon.
Thanks for the pm.