JENNIFER'S POV

And here we go.... again! Why was this happening repeatedly from the morning itself? My heartbeat quickened as soon as I moved to the centre of the stage with my ghoonghroo on. I placed my hand on my chest and closing my eyes, I began to take deep breaths. It felt as if my heart would either jump out of my rib-cage and end up falling on the floor or burst within me because of its furious rate of beating.

Condition:- Tachycardia .... Possible reasons... caffaine, alcohol and drugs.... But did I have coffee today? I don't touch alcohol or drugs! Then? I am not that tired so surely not fatigue... But why am I feeling so anxious... why is it...? Hypertension? Am I about to be diagnosed with Alzheimers at a mere age of 27?

My head had been throwing such thoughts to me (see, I have that doctery mindset in my viens) and I was confused as hell. I was freaking out badly. But still, somehow after drinking some water, my breathing came to normal. Once I was ready, I took my position and mam turned on the music.

Silsila yeh chaahat kaa, naa maine bujhne diya

Oo piya.... yeh diya.....

I gracefully stood up from my initial sitting position and cupped my hands signifying a lamp. I began to twirl on one foot across the floor, making one full circle as the background music continued.

Silsila yeh chaahat ka, naa maine bujhne diya

Oo piya... yeh diya....

Naa bujha hai, naa bujhega, meri chaahat kaa diya

piya... ab aajaa re mere

of my favorite iconic songs from the movie Devdas. The song was about a girl waiting for years for her lover to arrive. She had lit a lamp in his name the day he left

and longing for the

jal raha mera rom

aajaa re mere

ab aajaa re mere

feeling within for being away from the man she loved, as if the distance of numerous oceans between them was setting her body and soul on fire. I moved my hands in a wave pattern showing as if my body had been caught among dazzling flames. I lifted my skirt a

pagli deewaani, Duniya se hai yeh

kaa aaegaa aur is

life into each paragraph of the song, as if I was that girl in the song, desperately longing for my lover to come, take me in his arms, hold me protectively and kiss me. I wanted to feel like

and with slow movements, twirled at my

now. Suddenly, I began to feel all hot.

part was ablaze, as if I were pushed at

melody of the music, but with those tingles, it felt as if someone was stripping me off with an intense gaze and touching my bare skin from afar and that touch, was making my skin

the stranger had stolen from me replayed in my mind

time my performance ended, I was perspiring badly. My top was clinging to my chest, making me somewhat uncomfortable because of

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