PART - 2
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Ridha adjusts her red bindi, finally satisfied with her appearance. After all, she’s going to meet the celebrity dancer today, who if accepts her will become her Guru.
She has seen him weave magic on stage infinite times, and each time she wanted to perform along with him. Moving to the same rhythm, mirroring his movements, becoming his shadow. She hoped to alleviate herself in the art as she plunged deeper into the mysterious appeal of this man.
‘Wake up Girl! You’re late on your first day. Come in fast.’
‘Sorry Guru ji’
‘I am not your Guru ji, yet.’