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No words can effectively do justice to the way his body moved with agility.

As he expressed himself freely, I had to constraint myself not to lose control and flow with fluidity and versatility of emotions.

But it was impossible not to get lost in him, in his moves, in his elegance. The emotions radiating from him, are Irresistible.

One cannot be ignorant to the way his feets tapped on the floor, the way his hands swinged in the air, the way his body bent on to every movement and the way his body language narrated on an unknown story in a subtle silence. You just can't ignore it.

Art. Art is mysterious. No one knows what the artist have thought before making a piece, but every person has the right to interpret in their own ways.

No matter how much gloriously people interpret the art, no one can do it better than the original artist even when the sequence of the story isn't marvelous. The creation of the art, the power of art, can only be demonstrated truly by the orginal artist.

And that's what he is doing.

Everyone are interpreting his story differently. His emotions exhibits grace, happiness, fulfilment, gratitude, and love, but only he knows how much painstaking work he has put in exhibition of this simple positive emotions of the human life when everyone around, thinks negatively.

The negativity is clearly shown. Why do people expect the negativity to give birth to positivity in a person in the upcoming future...? Haven't they noticed the negativity in being positive too...?

People think that he is narrating a happy tale, but from my point of view, it's a tale of struggle. A tale of the road towards struggle. A tale of the struggle-full road towards what he love. A tale of the struggle-full road towards his own morals, beliefs and values.

And that's what makes him elegant. That's what the tale of his elegance speaks up for him in his piece of art, a piece of dance.

'The more I get attached to his delicate elegance,
The more I have to pay for it's consequences.'

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