*Viraj*

"Bhai thak gaya yaar mai. I can't fucking move" Rudra says as he lies down on the ground groaning in pain. Coach made us do really difficult exercises today. I'm tired too.

I pull him up and start pushing him inside the building. "Stop behaving like a bitch" I say and he punches me as I chuckle. We go to the locker room and everyone is fighting to get into the shower first.

"Upar 5th floor pe bhi hai na locker rooms. Chal waha change kar ke aate hai. Fataafat ho jaayega sab" I say taking my bag.

"Are you kidding me? Mai 5 floor nahi chadhne wala ab" he says shaking his head.

"Fine. But 15 minute me parking ke yaha nahi pohcha tu toh I'm leaving without you" I say smirking at him.

"Bhaad me ja haramkhor!" He shouts at my back.

When I finally reach the fifth floor, my body is aching more. Especially my legs. Bloody hell coach!

I get into the shower and quickly rinse away all the sweat and dirt from my body.

Ab thoda achha lag raha hai.

After 15 minutes I am out and leaving. Yahi aana chahiye. Koi rehta bhi nahi ye time pe. The whole college is deserted.

I'm stopped in my tracks when I hear the sound of ghungroos.

Baap re! Bhoot!!!!!

I internally laugh at that thought. Bhoot? Seriously Viraj? Ugh.. ye time pe kon chhun-chhun kar raha hai college me. Pura college toh khaali hai.

This is kinda eerie. Um should I go and see? Sahi me bhoot rahi toh.. chudail pehenti hai na ghungroos? Ulte pairo me ghungroos.. weird!

I'll just make her my new fling. I wonder how is it to have a chudail girlfriend. But I already had one! Hahah, good one Viraj!

The voice is coming from the dance studio. Ofcourse! How could I be so dumb.. practice chal rahi hogi.

Ab aa gaya hu toh dekh leta hu.

I go and peek inside the studio and quickly in a blink take a step back and hide.

What the effing effity eff!!

Aslesha?

Aslesha?

Dude, was that seriously Aashi?

I peek inside one more time and sure enough there is Aslesha. What is she doing here? At this time?

She is wearing an off white long kurti kinda dress which is really flowy type.. what is it called..? Kon thi vo Saleem ki item?? Anarkali! Right anarkali dress. And she is wearing ghungroos. She connects her phone to the music player and stands in front of the mirror. Is she going to... Dance?

I don't find her like the dancer type. Especially a classical dancer. Aren't classical dancers supposed to be graceful and soft and really.. I don't know. What do I even know about her anyway.

I'll take her video and post it on Facebook to make fun of her. Just because she is wearing ghungroos doesn't mean that she is a good dancer.

I smirk and take out my phone and start the recording. The music starts. I haven't heard this song. But I know it's Shreya Ghoshal singing it. I can recognise that woman's voice. It's beautiful.

Aslesha starts dancing and I think my jaw touches the floor, my eye balls pop out and I get a 440 volt shock.

Boy! Does she have moves.

Wow.. wow like WOW!!

It's like she is floating in the air. And the expressions she is giving. I think I'm literally drooling. I thought it'd be a chudail. But here she is, Aslesha, the total opposite.

She looks like an.. Apsara! An angel..  It doesn't even feel like she's dancing, it's like.. like she is just meant to dance like that. Like it's coming from inside.

Totally effortless!

Okay now I'm making no fucking sense at all.

Very soon the song ends and Aslesha stops and I internally scream 'Nooo... I want more'.

What the hell is wrong with me. It's just a simple dance.

But I still feel sad that the song's over. So soon. And she stops dancing. So soon.

I drop my hand and just then Aslesha turns and sees me. I am frozen to the spot as her eyes widen. I feel like a child caught stealing candies.

And then in a flash she takes her things and leaves, running away.

Huh?

What the fuck just happened?

I stand there for I don't know how long when my phone starts ringing. I pick it up absentmindedly. "Abeyy kaha reh gaya tu?" It's Rudra. "Ha aaya bass ek minute" I say still in a daze and leave.

I go towards the parking and Rudra is standing there.

"Kya hai yaar? Mujhe dhamki de raha tha aur khud aadha ghanta laga diya" he says as soon as he sees me. "Baith ab chup chap" I say as I get on the bike and he curses under his breath and gets on and we leave.

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I'm sitting by the pool drinking beer as everyone is having fun all around me.

And I, like the fool I am, can't stop thinking about Aslesha. In the last 2 hours, I've almost for 100 times thought that it was a dream and 100 times watched the video which proves that it was real.

It's just a dance video. And it's just Aslesha. I need to stop overreacting like that heroines in the saas bahu shit maa watches.

It's almost 11. I'm not able to enjoy this party at all. Thanks to you Aslesha Mathur. Kabhi mujhe chain se jeene nahi degi ye ladki!

I look around the crowded place to find Rudra so that we can leave. This party was thrown by a senior who is in the cricket team who's birthday is today. It's the usual. Red cups scattered all around, people having fun and dancing and chatting, some making out in the corner. If you stay in Goa, this is just the usual.

There, I see Rudra having the shots competition with a guy.

Saala marwaayega ye!

"Rudra, bhai chal" I say pulling him out of the crowd.

"Mai heet gaya!!" he screams in my ear.

"Ha ha.. chal ab. Divya aunty mujhe bahot chillane wali hai. Tujhe kabhi mere saath wapas nahi bhejegi" I say trying to make him stand properly but he keeps on stumbling.

"Yaar sahi se chal warna I'll drag you out now! Itna kyu peeya tu?"

"Vo.. vo Akshay hai na. Bola tu Pari se pyaar karta hoga toh peeyega.. toh mai.."

"Obviously pee gaya" I finish the sentence.

"Mai Pari ko phone kar raha hu. Let me tell her aaj maine uske liye shots competition jeeta" he says suddenly sitting on the ground and removing his phone. I snatch it away. "Nahi!"

"Hello Pari?? PARI??" he screams.

Phone laga bhi nahi hai. Pagal saala.

"Pari abhi so rahi hogi na. Kal college me bata dena ok" I tell him with a fake smile.

He thinks for a moment and nods. "Aisi baate face to face hi honi chahiye" he says and I smile a little. His obsession for Pari is crazy. I pick him up again and he starts singing.

"Pari Pari hai ek Pari, aasmaan se aa giri,mujhe usse pyaar ho gayaaaaaa.. mujhe... Ulti" he says.

"Kya?"

"Ulti!" he says and runs to the side as I face palm myself.

Ye kisi din mujhe le doobega..

"VEER!" someone squeals in my ear and I wince to see that Trisha is beside me.

"Hi Veer! I didn't know you were here too. You know now it's no use chasing me and all. I'm not gonna be your girlfriend ever again" she starts babbling.

Jesus! Could this party get any more worse.

I stop paying attention and wait for Rudra, praying that he comes soon, before ye mera khoon pee jaaye.

"...now that I'm the in-charge of this year's dance competition. So now I don't need you. Ab mai popular ho gayi hu so obviously you'd want to patch up things and.." that catches my attention.

In-charge for the dance competition?

"Wait wait.. tum in-charge ho?" I ask.

"Yes" she says proudly and before she starts babbling again I ask her the main question.

"Was Aashi there for the auditions. Aslesha Mathur. She'll be representing our college right?" I ask. That's pretty obvious. I haven't seen anyone dance the way she does. She must be selected.

"Kon Aashi? Oh vo, tumhari partner? God she is so dumb. I just rejected her" she says flipping her hair.

"YOU DID WHAT?" I shout at her.

"Chill yaar. Vo kuch Kathak vathak karna chahti thi. Who even does that nowadays. Log pakka so jaate audience me. So I just told her that she can't be counted as a dancer and told her to get lost" she says angrily.

"You're kidding me right" I ask her getting really angry inside. I can't fucking believe her right now.

"No I'm not. And she's such a bitch. Usne mujhe kitna bura kaha. Just because I didn't select her. She got really jealous. Said that if I'm the in-charge the college will never win any competition. And said that the only thing I know is to twerk. And some Sunny Deol guy can do it better. Well I searched it on Google and guess what, she was so wrong. That guy can't dance at all. Huh"

I can't help it and I start laughing loudly. Did she really say that. The Sunny Deol line cracked me up.

But I feel angry that she got rejected without even a fair chance. She has to get selected. I'll make sure that she's the one who represents our college in the dance competitions.

Rudra comes after that rubbing his temples. "Gotta go Trisha" I say as I walk away with Rudra.

"By the way Trisha" I say as I call her. "Aashi is wrong about the twerking. I think Dharmendra is better than Sunny Deol in twerking" I say and leave, laughing to myself as she stands there scratching her head.

Okay Aslesha Mathur. We're gonna have a talk about this soon.

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Dhan ta nan!! Brand new chapter and a really long one. Thank you for the likes and comments on the previous chapter.. that made me upload faster! I love writing Viraj's POV. I hope you liked it too... Ily :)