a story-by Tracy Austin, s7 cs – b
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Next day in class was a day she never dreamt of seeing during her college days. Her classmates were full of flattering. They were all chit-chatting about last evening’s performance. They gave her bouquets, chocolates, hugs n kisses. She was no longer invisible. Each moment she spend in her class, listening to all flattering, she was yearning more n more to meet this boy. She got to know from her friends that was the same boy who was the lead dancer in the hip-hop dance troupe. But no one had seen him dance a duet like that before. He himself had earned a huge fan list. It was interval, and she wanted to meet him. As she was walking down the corridor, she felt like a star, with people noticing her, and congratulating her for the splendid dance. There were faces with big smiles, thumbs-ups. Her eyes suddenly locked at this very sparkling eyes at the corner of the corridor. He was there looking on her, with a warm smile on his face. She walked right up to him. “ Feeling the days ‘ beautiful, don’t
you??”, his voice was very pleasant and caring.” You were amazing on the dance floor”, he said. “ You too. I have never seen somebody dance like that before. U were splendid, perfect and I liked your dancing style. I don’t know, I never was in a mood to dance, but what made me dance, I’m still in doubt. When dancing with you I felt I was no longer that college girl I had always been. Wanted to say Thanks for letting me come up with myself. This was something I couldn’t do for these 2 years.”, she said. He narrowed his eyes on her. “But you had never been this college girl before. There was always this thing about your dance that made people around you fill with happiness. I was only trying to get it from you. And ‘thanx’?? U better say that to yourself. Becoz for what you are now, you are responsible”, he said sofly. She was perplexed. “ Do you know me?? Have we met before??”,she asked apprehensively. “ Well, we haven’t actually met, but it happened that we studied in the same school where you were known as the ‘Dance girl’. I had always admired your way of dancing, it felt like a delicate yet strong pleasant thing I had ever encountered”. She was surprised, she started looking at him deeply before she muttered, “ I don’t rememeber you in school”. He smiled, “ Well , you would remember if I told you what others called me then”. She thought for a while, “ Well, is it Robinjatter, or StuntKing?? Hmm.. I can’t think about any other name”. He leaned close, “ Or perhaps the ‘Dance Loony’?”. She was taken aback. His voice was ringing in her ears. She couldn’t believe what she heard.”Dancing Loony? Oh that same Dancing Loony who often tripped with every dance step he made?”. He laughed,”Yes , the same one”. She was dazed, she looked stunned and she muttered,” Can’t believe it you. U changed”.“As did you”, he said calmly,” I had always wished you sizzle around the way you did in school. I adored the way you danced yourself out. But after getting into college, I saw little of that girl, and more of a ‘working woman’ personality. I had tough times in school, Jenna. Real tough times. Being a sole child of a poor family, I had to struggle my way to stay in school. There was no colorful sid
e to my life then. I would sit alone in the class, no friends, no one to care, buried in my books. But , then I saw you dancing on our Arts day. That was a special treat I had ever seen. I always wondered why I couldn’t be happy as the guys around. I didn’ know the true meaning of happiness. Its been long that I tasted it. But then I saw true happiness in you… in your dance. U just poured out your happiness on the people watching you, through ur moves. Every small step u made, contained a pack of happy moments that was spread across. I felt myself smiling as I saw you dance. Later I realized I was happy. But then, you were, one star- girl in school. People called you the “Dance girl’.. But u touched my heart way too deep that.. you were the’ Dream girl” for me.”. She blinked her eyes, she couldn’t believe the words coming out of him.He continued, “Every little sessions you practiced, I used to watch it with awe. It gave me a sense of pride and peace. A thrust to move forward in life. A calm feeling. I wanted to match with you, Jenna …, wanted to befriend you, but I was scared. I was one with no friends. I felt myself as an uninteresting fellow. I wanted to make myself special before I could meet you. I took all chance to dance. But then I was not least a good dancer. I didn’ know how you did it, but I tried keeping my steps high though slowly people started to laugh at me. I tried day in and day out dancing with stuff, but really couldn’ dance the way you did. Then one day, I saw you and your friends heading to the Stone Park. I listened to you talking. U told about the true honest feelings to come out, to show others, to make people a get a taste of what you are doing, what you are enjoying. Its then that I realized what your friends didn’ realize. The true meaning of you being send here to this world. Its to spread happiness around, to enjoy life. That evening I went home, I felt a little change in the way I danced. It wasn’t a whole perfect Michael Jackson moves, but then I could dance pleasantly. I felt a new confidence, understanding others, my parents – their visions about my future, I wanted to be like you, to spread happiness around. I noticed changes in every little things I did. I was happy, and was making others happy.
I started making lots of friends – started to make them happy honestly. I had a whole new attitude towards dancing. It was no longer to impress you, or to match your skills or to meet you. But to get my feelings through to you, my honest feeling s to you. I was glad I was a changed man. But then, in college I saw you a changed girl. You no longer been that vibrant girl I had known. You stopped mingling much with people, confining yourself to books n classes. I wanted to see that smile on you back again, to see you enjoying each n every bit of it. Because what I’m now, its because of you – of what you believed in. And I didn’ want you to lose hope in what you believed in. I tried getting you back on tracks. I arranged a reunion party with friends so we could organize your dance show, so you would find back your roots. But u didn’ arrive. We waited for you till dusk as school was always your favorite spot, we hoped you would turn up at the last minute. We all returned home late that day, that was a day we all had meant for you. After two years persuasion, we managed to convince the college management for a mega arts fest. Hoping seeing this, you would come back and dance your way out on stage. So we could get a chance to see you smile once again. But you didn’ participate. I danced, just to show you the message that you once gave me unknowingly.
Then there was this prom night coming. You managed to spot yourself on the dance floor, but I saw you hesitate. U dance, when you are happy, Jenna. But I wanted you to be happy, that’s why I made you dance once more. I saw that smile spreading on your face as you scaled the steps of dancing with me last evening. I saw your eyes sparkle, that made me happy. You didn’t’ realize but you went beyond the limitations inducing a magical moment, you were pouring the skill you had in full strength that was contained in you untouched for 2 years. I saw you happy, I saw this vibrant energy in you again. All what you did last evening, was a honest flow of your feelings. This is what I wanted to have in you again. Be like this forever, Jenna. Every time you are happy, I realize how lucky I am, since it was this that made me what I am. There are people looking out for you. U don’ see it in this busy schedule. Whatever your goal is, everyone has a right to be happy, so is you”. She looked to his side and saw her friends beside him. They were all smiling at her. He said,”And I can’t see you sad anymore, because…. ‘ I love you’“. She looked up to his face, now with tears in her eyes, and said with her voice cracking “ Somebody really did a big mistake naming you the ‘Dance Loony’. I wouldn’t have realized how wrong I was , if I hadn’t met you. Thanx for looking out for me”. Saying this she hugged him. “ I’m happy and thankful to God to have you in my life”.
Stay happy, make others happy , and never undermine ordinary people around you, they might not have showed their strong side to you. Its just a difference of one step of self–realisation that holds you back from others.
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