She tapped her skillful
steps on the floor, swaying the frills in style, and envisaged looks of
admiration and encouragement. She finished her dance and expected a big round
of applause but met with oblivious audience, dirty looks and an aura suffused
with smoke and stench of alcohol. Oh, fate led her to a different path.
A pity that she has to show her talent at such a palce, but she must have had some reaso nto choose it.
ReplyDeleteOf course there's always some reasons when you (Have to) choose thing differently...
DeleteThis feels like the beginning of an entertaining short story .... more please.
ReplyDelete:) Thank you Helen!:)
DeleteWow... this was really very well written... and just like Helen said I would want to read more of it!!
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DeleteThank you so much Me!:)
Well done...very evocative...
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Tess! Glad you liked it :)
DeleteI second Helen's comment here. The twist at the end makes me want more of the story
ReplyDeleteThanks Uma! I think now I should start planning this story ahead...:)
DeleteBut she performs with high standards and does justice to her art. Well written.
ReplyDeleteYes. Thank you Saru!:)
DeleteI agree with Helen. Your post could be extended into a longer story.
ReplyDeleteLife is not always how we wish it were...Poor lady!!
ReplyDeleteI sure hope she finds her way!
ReplyDeleteNot every story has a happy ending ! Thankfully
ReplyDeleteOur dreams are often left dark and dashed.
ReplyDeleteBut she must keep on dancing - even if it's just all in the mind! Enjoyed this Mag!
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