Finally!!!

The fine arts day was up.

"Someone please give me water." Aju cried out.

"If you keep on drinking like this, you will wet the stage for sure." Farhan warned.

"Aju, keep calm. Its just a dance not your marriage." Teased Eby.

"So you guys are prepared?" Mehak asked as she was entering the room.

"How dare you to enter our dressing room?" Farhan asked seriously as he was folding the sleeves of his tee shirt.

"Then atleast close the door monkey." Amaaya said while having chips.

"Mehak, don't walk with this frog. You will regret in future." Farhan adviced her pointing at Amaaya.

"Ainu, how is our costume?" Asked Eby with a huge grin.

"You looks great Eby, and, Aju, Nihal, Jojy, Amir too." Said Amaaya.

"Mehu, tell her I'm looking amazing in this." Farhan pouted.

"Everyone is looking amazing and will you stop it guys? Your program will be in an hour." Said Mehak.

"Omg! I don't remember any steps." Aju made a sad face.

"Then you sit here and drink water. We don't want to spoil our program." Eby huffed.

"Where is Ishaan?" Amir asked out.

"I told him to go home and get his branded shoes for me." Farhan replied.

"In your dreams." Eby smiled.

"Ishaan is not participating?" Mehak asked turning to Amaaya. All she did was to let out a horror laugh at her question.

"You are asking like seriously? Ohh jesus! Phone breaker and dance? No way. He is such a loser you know. He don't know how to sing and dance unlike my Faru. The thought of him dancing in the stage seems to be the funniest scene ever."

Mehak noticed her like a mentaly retarded person as she gave her such a long answer for just a one word question.

But Ainu is always Ainu..

"Come on yaar, next program is Anjali's." Rinu shouted coming to them.

"Is it? Then let's go." Amaaya left there with the other two.

"Don't know what those girls will do for a classical song." Said Farhan.

"You know their song and all?Great!" Smiled Amir.

"We can imagine how long will they go."

"Come on guys, its a must watch." Aju was excited for it.

"What? Do you wanna see that Rubayya's performance?" Asked Farhan.

"You know what Aju has brought eggs and all only to throw at the time of her performance." Said Eby.

"Really?"

"Yeah. The great 'me'." Aju grinned.

"Here is your shoes." Ishaan threw a coverbag at them.

"Are you mad? You bought a new one? That too for this creature?" Eby cried out as he unpacked the cover.

"I was little busy to go home. So did I." Shrugged Ishaan.

"You are impossible man." Farhan grabbed his shoes and climbed over him pushing Eby aside.

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At auditorium,

"Eggs are okay?" Asked Farhan.

"Double okay." Aju smiled.

"Tomato? Potato?"

"All okay boss."

They all were standing at the backside of auditorium preparing for the fun. Aju served each items to his buddies.

When he gave it to Ishaan, "Raw eggs. I don't want?" He said.

"What about an omplete sir?" Farhan raised a brow.

"Just throw away those eggs. Yuckk."

"Shut up you phone breaker." Aju sighed.

"Phone breaker your uncle Mr.Azkar."

"He is Mehak's father, right?" Asked Amir.

"Okay then, how about your father?" Ishaan suggested.

"No thanks."

On the other side,

"Open the curtains please." Rinu shouted.

Someone announced,

Next performance is by third year students. Shreya Rubayya and team on the stage.

"Sure that she is the anouncer." Amaaya shook her head in disgust.

Curtain raised,

M-com'ers got ready with their materials.

Girls on the stage were dressed very well rather decently. Shreya and Anjali who were at the middle gauged the attention of  whole auditorium.

When he saw that least favourite face on the stage, Farhan raised his hand to throw the first egg.

"Ready. Steady. Go."

"Laila main laila,
Aisi hoon lailaa
Har koi chaahe
Mujhse milna akela

Jisko bhi dekhun
Duniya bhula doon
Majnu banaa doon
Aisi main lailaa"

Girls were totaly lost in their dance performance. Anjali was enjoying it to the core. Everyone was flexible enough except Zoya.

It was their last year. So they should  do something extraordinary which would be listed first in the nostalgia of college life. So did they.

Farhan's mouth was wide opened that one could put a chair and sit there.

He looked to see others. The tomatoes in Aju's hands were flown away in the air hearing the beats of music.

Eby kept rubbing his eyes not being able to believe his eyes.

Ishaan who was busy talking on his phone got shivered up by the high volumised speaker.

Farhan looked up the auditorium double checking that it was not shaking.

"These girls are going mad." Said Nihal with a scared face.

"I didn't expect it from them. Especially Anjali." Amir huffed.

Viha walked to them ensuring each steps were not different from cat walk.

"Honey, where were you?" She said placing her hand on Farhan's shoulder.

No reply.

"Babe, I'm talking to you."

No reply.

His eyes were still on the stage floor.

"Go to hell." She left him.

Eby secretly noticed each and every cute moves of Anjali. No doubt he was shocked to see her dance but more than that he felt happy because she seemed so happy.

Amaaya and Rinu kept dancing offstage. They roared as they raised hands in air. And never forget to insist Mehak to move with the music. Amaaya tried to whistle many times when she came to see boys doing so. But ofcourse was in vain.

Atlast the song ended.

Everyone gave a hearty applause to their outstanding performance.

Ten minutes later at Backstage,

"Yaar, I'm not gonna do it. Please spare me."

"We will do it." Farhan said firmly.

With that he pushed Aju to the stage."Where is my water bottle?" he asked out.

Announcement,

Next performance is from p.g section. Second year M-com students on the stage.

"Not going to be that much good. They can't beat us." Zoya smirked.

Shreya gave a slight smile at her self praising words.

Curtain raised,,

"Faru, you will rock." Screamed Ainu.

"That's for sure." Mehak smiled.

All looked up the stage in excitement.
The song was a mashup. A rocking one. Each songs were equally welcomed by the audience giving out shouts, roars and claps.

The steps of Aju were really funny to watch whereas Eby, Nihal, Amir and Jojy were in their full battery.

Farhan? What to say! He danced as if it was the end of the world. His hair hing down covering one of his eyes.

Amaaya was super thrilled by their performance. She keenly observed Farhan just for noting his flaws only to burn him later.

Out of a sudden, someone joined them on the stage. A guy wearing a tee shirt with blue glass.

"Faru is just the second version of Michael Jackson.Wait wait, who is that new guy?" Amaaya cocked her brows scanning out.

The guy was performing so well that one could say he was a profesional dancer. His every moves were just 'Amazing' adding more to the roars of crowd. They all went for different steps. Anyways, it seemed to be a great visual treat for all over there.

"That is.." Anjali surprisedly said.

With her jaw hanging down, "Phone Breaker?!?!" Amaaya agaped.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Like seriously? Is Ishaan on the stage?"
Rinu asked again.

Mehak gave a murdering glare to Amaaya which she failed to catch.

How could she see that when her breath was seeking an end?

Atlast their dance reached a fullstop. Farhan, Aju and Eby threw a shocking yet amused look at Ishaan.

How could they believe it? Ishaan and dance?

But his eyes were looking somewhere else.

Seconds later, they came out the stage as the viewers stared at Ishaan could not believing his surprise entry.

Amaaya felt it hard to digest what she had just witnessed her eyes glued to him.

What happened to him?

Ishaan took off his glasses giving a soft glare at her never forgeting to pass his slight smile.

What?! Phone breaker is smiling? No it may be a dream. But he is really smiling.. smiling at me. Don't know what made him to dance that way and what made him to look and smile at me now. Is he gone mad? I think no. Has he got a squint eye? I think no. He is unbelievable! She let out a breathe.

"You just killed me yaar." Said Aju.

"Yeah. That was an epic." Eby patted him.

"Tell me when did you started to dance?" Asked Farhan.

All he did was just smile. He was not in a state of mind to reply them. He turned again to glance at Amaaya whose seemed to be super shocked.

Ms. Biscuit dipper, What did you think of me? Don't forget I have a magical power of knowing everything you say about me. Yeah. You again caught red handed. I can't dance or sing unlike your faru, right? I can do everything if I really wants to. Heyy!

Kaira and his other classmates came to him only for commenting on the sweet shock he gave them.

Ishaan had done what she thought he could not. Leave her. But everyone. And they kept complimenting him. Ofcourse, he should be proud of himself at that very moment.

But he was neither feeling satisfied nor happy because he wanted to hear those compliments from her.

At dining area,

"Only this much items for the performers?" Asked a sad Aju.

"I think its better to have Dany's horrible dinner than this." Said Ishaan.

"I have already eaten kaira's special pasta." Grinned Eby.

"When?"

"She brought it for us. But what to say. I lost my control." He smiled.

"Its not the first time you are doing, right?"

Farhan was not ready to took off his eyes from his new shoes. He was very happy that he got a new pair of shoes. That too his favourite colour and brand. He kept praising that it was looking great only because he was the one who wore it.

When he spotted someone from the crowd, "Oye Lailaaah" He called out waving at Anjali as she smiled when heard of it.

"What a performance yaar! You scared the hell out of us." Farhan said as he came to her.

"Well, your's too was commendable. We really enjoyed it. Especially at Ishaan's entry. You know something Ainu even compared you with Michael Jackson. Lol..."

He bursted out in laughter. "What to do with this girl?"

"Well, I have to say some..." He was not able to complete it when Anjali was dragged back by someone.

She turned to see Lenin with a smirk on his face. Farhan loosened his temper tha he had already warned him.

"Your dance was superb." He smiled.

"I didn't ask you and leave my hand." She ordered.

Eby, Ishaan and Aju were watching this drama from the otherside.

"Why should I?"

"Don't be so oversmart. Its better to leave me now."

"Or else what will you do?" He asked out.

"I told you a thousand times that I don't like you and I won't. Then why can't you understand."

"I know it well."

"Then why the hell are you disturbing me?"

"Okay cool down baby.I won't ever disturb you. But with one condition."

Amaaya and Rinu looked him with a slight fear whereas Zoya was enjoying that scenario leaning beside Shreya.

"What?" Asked Anjali, being annoyed already.

"You have to say that, uhh, you hate him same as you does for me." Lenin said playing an evil smile on his face.

"Him?!" She raised her brow.

"Its not anyone else Anjali. But Eby." He clarified.

Farhan clenched his fist on hearing it. How dare?

Ishaan and Aju turned to look Eby who wore a desparate face.

"No. There is no need of it."

"Okay then, don't ever ask me to let you free."

"But..."

"Just say it Anjali. See its very simple for you." Zoya came to them as she passed a dirty smirk at Eby.

"Yeah. Only for the sake of you my sweetheart." Lenin added.

Anjali felt so helpless when they both started to pressurise her.

Why things are this much complicated?

She looked at Farhan thinking on the impacts of it.

Feeling her helplessness Eby started to move outside. Firstly, he never want to hear those words from her. Secondly, it would be more easy for her to admit it in his absence.

Seeing it, Lenin already let out a victorious smile. Ishaan felt like killing him at that very second.

"Anjali, please make it fast. Like this 'I won't feel that thing for him ever in my life'." Said Zoya.

When Anjali searched for that face, she only came to see his 'about to depart' move.

Taking her breath in, Anjali spoke up;

"How can I say it when the feeling is mutual?"

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