THIRD PERSON POV
"Kya kar rahi hai yaha khade khade, mai vaha itni der se wait kar rahi hu aur ye madam yaha khade hoke bhagwan jane kise ghoor rahi hai. O madam bhoot chadh gaya tere upar? Koi aatma vatma dikh gayi kya?" Aarna said waving her hands in front of the younger's face.
"Nahi, jab bhi muh kholti hai kuch faltu hi bolti hai, chal ab," Gaurangi said dragging her away.
(Translation- "What are you doing standing here in the middle of the lobby? I am waiting for so long and here madam is glaring at god knows whom. O madam, has any ghost possessed you? Saw any lonely soul or what?" "No, whenever you open your mouth, always something stupid comes out of it, come one let's go now")
"Had hai, pehle mujhe itni der wait karaya ab mujhe hi daat rahi hai, Wah bhagwan bada acha kiya aapne meri zi- theek theek hai chup ho gayi mai" Aarna stopped after seeing the younger's glare. "Oye, teri dusre kaan ki earring kaha hai?" Aarna asked observing her face.
(Translation- "What the hell, first you made me wait and now scolding me only. Wow god, you've done so well my my li- ok ok, I'll stay silent" "Oi, where's your other ear's earring?")
Gaurangi stopped and looked at her with a small pout, she took out her earring and threw it on the ground and then again started dragging her. "Are o sanki insan, kya kar rahi hai? Periods shuru ho gaye kya, ki itne mood swings? O kya hua?" The older stopped them from walking and turned the younger towards her.
(Translation- O you mad person, what are you doing? Are your periods going on that you have so much mood swings? What happened?")
"Usne meri earring chura li" Gaurangi mumbled biting her inner cheeks. "Kisne chura li?" The older asked in shock, someone stole her earring? Like Gaurangi's earring? Those metals were the girl's heart. "Usi dance wale ne" The black haired said sadly. "Huh, behen seedha seedha bol na, mai tujhe koi paheliyan bujhane wali dikhti hu?" Aarna asked with raised eyebrows.
(Translation- "He stole my earring"......."Who stole it?" .........That dance boy" .........."Huh, bro tell me properly, do I look like a riddle solver to you?")
"vahi ladka jo abhi naya naya meri dance class me aaya hai" The younger whined shaking the older's hand. "Acha, wait vo yaha kaha se tapak pada? Aur usne teri earring kyu churayi? Omg soch usse tujhse pyar ho gaya aur nishani ke liye usne teri earring chura li" Aarna squealed jumping up and down.
(Translation- "That boy who just recently joined my dance class" .......... "Oh him, wait what is he doing here? And why did he stole your earring? OMG, imagine he's in love with you and took your earring as sigh on his love")
The black haired looked at her with done expression and facepalmed herself. "Bitch, He took it just to annoy me, And even I don't know what he's doing here".
"Ok Ok leave him, let's not spoil our trip cause of him, come on let's go" The older dragged her outside the hotel.
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"Ye teri chand baliyan, hai hothon pe ye gaaliyan~" "Oye gadhe ki puch, kaha gayab ho gaya tha?" Satvat asked looking at Abhinav who stopped his singing and looked at him with an offended look. "Mai tujhe gadhe ki puch dikhta hu? Bhai tujhe sahi me optometrist ki jaroorat hai" The younger said sitting on the bed playing with the earring.
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Rhythm Of Heart: A Dance Of Love And Rivalry
RomanceDance. Study. Music. These three things were the center of Gaurangi's life. Everything was good in her life until a storm hit her oh-so-peaceful and calm life, removing the peace and calm from her description of life. Abhinav was always the go-with...
