तुम भी चलो
हम भी चलें ।।…..
Today was the D day, I was joining the
dance institute of Ishmeet to learn Salsa & the tutor was my friend for
whom I had developed intimacy in a short span of time…It was not love at
first sight but crush built up in two three meetings, I was bowled by his
approach & care. Only one thing took toll on me that was the age difference
between us. Me been elder to him by five years but I consoled myself citing the
example of the Cricket master Sachin whose wife is seven years elder to him,
Film actor Sunil Dutt- Nargis who had successful relationship & age never
stood as a factor and I too desired to keep the relationship spark ignoring the
The song of Jagjit Singh too was in my
I said to myself, “Ishi…this song
was written for you.”
“ना उम्र की सीमा
का हो बंधन
I hummed this & it boosted my
confidence to proceed…n I was proceeding with full enthusiasm & vigor.
After office, I started for the dance
institute which was a running of 20 minutes from my office by Metro. As I was
going to step inside the Metro, I spotted Ishmeet.
“Hey, You here?” I asked
“Yeah, I shouldn’t be here.”
He had a habit of questioning rather
than answering, a strange habit but I liked it.
“No, I had to meet you at your
“Lady, that’s why I’m here to
escort you, today is your first day so I thought that I better
catch you at the Metro station…even I
had sent you an Sms…I believe you haven’t
checked ..” He replied with all the
explanations. He knew the art of flattery which I lacked.
I was sailing on cloud nine…I was
getting the attention from my friend who was dear to me & with time, I was
getting closer to him & hopes were pinned on him…feeling lucky to have
got a chance to indulge in my hobby which seemed distant in this life but
Ishmeet was a blessing in disguise. I felt very happy & blessed.
We reached his Institute by 6:15
pm….He showed me his Institute. It appeared high profile Institute well
equipped with modern accessories & the ambience stole my heart…but except
for the guard none was found within the Institute. I was told that the official
time of the Institute was from 8:30 am to 5:30 pm & was been given special
attention because of my interest on account of been working woman.
My heart quipped, All could I say,
“Thanks a lot, Ishmeet…it’s my honor to be your privileged
student …I will try to prove worthy of
Soon we were in Dance room …only we
two…my heart missed a beat but I had faith in him. I was
given outfit to change for the
classes…I felt a bit awkward in facing him in my new outfit…T-Shirt &
typical leggings….loose around the
waist and tight near the ankles…even I wasn’t in a practice to
wear such outfit but to learn something
new. I had to…there was no way out…both were in same type
outfit…only the colors were different.
He judged my reluctance & tried his best to comfort me.
He first showed me the steps…his
movements were awesome…I was bowled over by his movements…delicate &
flexible. Classy touch…asked me to take over but it wasn’t easy for me b’coz
I had never practiced…just danced to the tunes mostly in solitude …just I
had a passion for it.
He was very professional within the
premises & coaxed me up to the maximum to give in my best…pestering me to
practice each steps for a minimum of ten to twenty times to make my body
flexible to each movements…been in finances…my body too had become rough
& tough…now it needed to act delicate to each small movements with grace…I was
sure that I would learn though I may take a bit longer than his other students
which I declared myself so that he doesn’t lose his patience.
“Hey…don’t feel low…I may take
more time of yours to learn than your other students…I’m a quick learner but
my body may take longer to get used to the movements…” I told him.
“Okay Okay…Did I say
something…Take your time…I’m here to teach you…Let me try Ishi…just
respond the way I ask you to. Let me
take up the challenge..just bring in the grace in your movements.” He replied with a wide smile on his
face…his smiling face added glow to my
I didn’t utter a word just tried to
respond to his movements & during practice there were several
moments when we were very close to each
other & could feel the warmth of our breath. I checked
myself…I wasn’t sure how he felt…at
times I felt weak…for him it might be like normal classes…but
for me each moment was special…I never
been so close to anyone in these years.
How one hour passed…I couldn’t make
out…Ishmeet declared, “Classes are over for now…I’m
amazed by your efforts…you will
outperform soon…I insist you to practice more in your free hours to
master the art…It is an art & all
depends on the effort…hope you will not let me down.”
I just watched him, my eyes on him…I
didn’t say anything but my naughty self-caught hold of his
nose & pulled it leaving him
“Hey, are you crazy” He said.
“Yes, I’m …” ran to washroom to change & he
To be continued…..
© By Ila Varma
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