A story of love (Part 11, page 1 of 3)


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Part 11

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It was during one such session of dance practice for the great day that she got chatting with a couple of senior students. Ankit was one of them, a graceful wraithlike boy with a toothy smile, who danced as if his soul was in it. Manvi found that he was shy and gentle, but his zeal for dancing and to make it big in the film world as a choreographer was what was driving him, although she flinched at some of the rude remarks made about him in his presence and behind his back.

How can he be so calm about it? She thought one day after a particularly snide comment was made on him. Annoyed beyond words, Manvi had snapped at the student who had sniggered at him.

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