The Pain Of Satisfaction - Part 5

Part 5

The plane landed at Delhi airport, farhana took her bag and went towards the exit gate, in a little distance she saw ankita, but before she could reach her, the media came onto her asking hundreds of questions, “why have you come to India?”, “is it because of you, that the riot started?”, “how was your house bombed?” “Is your dancing to blame for everything that happened?”, they were like blood hounds let loose, ankita's father Prakash raj, came in and with help from the police, controlled the situation, half an hour later everyone was home, as they were having dinner ankita looked at farhana, she saw that farhana was not eating properly, after finishing dinner ankita showed farhana her room seeing it farhana's eyes filled with tears, ankita seeing this consoled her, then when farhana got better she left, farhana sat on the bed and questions asked by reporters flashed in her mind, sobbing again, she clutched the pillow and cried her heart out.

Next day ankita came to wake farhana up, she was in shock to find farhana was not in her bed, she looked beside to see farhana crying silently in the corner of the room, ankita said “Whats the reason farha why are you here? and what happened?, why are you crying?”, farhana looked at her and said “I killed my parents ankita, because of my dance, I destroyed everyone's life and now I feel like burden on you, I don't wanna live, I just wanna die” saying this farhana brushed her aside and ran towards the window,

Ankita swiftly seeing this caught her hand and said “Stupid girl, what the hell do you think you are doing?, you are just giving up are you??. I know things that shouldn't have happened did, but that doesn't mean you give up, bad things happen, you just have to deal with it, and try to find happiness in new things which come into your life,” saying this she hugged her “don't you ever say like that again, we are like sisters, no not like, we are sisters from this moment, is that a promise?” farhana dint answer, “tell me farhana we are aren't we?” sobbing farhana said “yes”, Prakash who was watching all this from the door said, “i just had one daughter till today but now I have two” he came in and the 3 of them hugged each other.

In the evening ankita called in farhana for practice but she refused, ankita came to her and said “See farhana I feel how you are feeling, cause I felt the same when I lost my mother, I too dint want to do anything, but my dad encouraged me and thats when I took up bharatanatyam, and thats how I met you, if I hadn't moved on, I would be no where now, pain is always there in our lives, but we have to learn lessons from it and leave it behind, I know you are hurt, but believe me once you start back dancing you will feel much better” farhana raised her head, ankita said again “ believe me you will, and I too have to see how the dance queen dances , wont you give me a chance please my Barbie doll, please please please..........” a smile appeared on farhana's lips and it was just like moonlight appearing on a dark night.

Ankita quickly ran in and brought the gunghroos and tied across her and farhan's ankles, both of them got up, played the music and started dancing, as usual, it was picture perfect, the grace, the elegance was mesmerizing, but farhana was much better, ankita was just in awe seeing her and tried to match up, but how much ever she tried she just couldn't, after the dance both were exhausted and both were laughing, ankita saw farhana and thought “how good she looks smiling, I always will keep that smile on her lips, no matter what”

Months passed by and farhana got better at her dancing and also she cried less, but everyday she prayed for her parents and for the family she now lived with, one day ankita came screaming on top of her lungs, she hugged farhana and said “Guess what is happening in city after 15 days?”, farhana threw her hands up and said “How should I know, you tell me?”
“The biggest dance competition in the world is being held in delhi, dancers from every country are going to come and the winner will be awarded as the best dancer in the world, entries are for only one dancer from the whole country and guess what, you have been selected” said ankita, farhana was surprised “I haven't done a single show, how come they know about me??”, ankita answered back “I told them all about you and also showed them couple of your videos I had taken, and they were so impressed that they selected you right away”.

Farhana was so happy that she hugged her and she was crying again, ankita wiping her tears said ”why are you crying now farha?”. Farhana said “ I am so so lucky to have a friend like you ankita, i am the most lucky person in the world”

“Silly girl, we both are lucky to have each other, but I am more on the lucky side cause I have you” said ankita, farhana smiled again and hugged her, hugging her back ankita had tears in her eyes which she silently wiped off, without letting farhana see.

In the evening as farhana was practicing for the event, ankita was in her room looking at the form of the competition, it was always her dream to compete in the event, she was the one selected at first and when she got to know this, she was very happy, but farhana's face came in front of her and she convinced the judges that farhana was far better dancer than she was, at first they refused but after she showed them the dance videos she had taken at their home, they were impressed,

Ankita had sacrificed her dreams for farhana, but the smile on farhana's face made ankita's pain go away, and as farhana had suffered far more than her, It all seemed worth it, farhana suddenly came into the room and saw her cry, and when she got know what ankita had done, she refused to go to the competition, ankita tried to convince her but she wouldn't agree, in the end prakash hearing to both of them said to farhana “its only because she loves you more, that she cares for you, I know her very well, only and only if you go to the competition will she be happy, otherwise you and ankita, both will be sad, its your decision to take farha”
she answered “but uncle.....”

“No but, you are going thats it, now will you make me sad too??” prakash questioned, “But ....” said farhana, both prakash and ankita made puppy faces and almost were begging, she finally agreed and said yes, “My Darling, I love you so much” said ankita, the 3 of them smiled and hugged each other.

The day of the competition came and farhana was very nervous, but ankita gave her confidence and said “Everything will be all right, just be yourself and I am sure you are gonna win, you know why?, cause you are the best..”, her name was announced and she went on stage, music played and she started her dance, the same expression followed, one look at her dance and the whole stadium was silent, no one spoke, everyone was just looking at her, everything in her dance was perfect, as she was dancing faces of her parents and grandmother came in front of her and she started dancing more intensely, hundreds of emotions colliding in her mind and her heart just made her stronger, and she was even dancing when the music got over, in the end fully exhausted she fell on the stage,

There was ear deafening applause, with cries of “Once more, Once more” from everyone of them present, including the judges, she came down and hugged ankita and waited in anticipation for the result.

The host came and said, “Well the wait is over, Angola D Amgave of Zimbabwe is the winner”, hearing this farhana was left speechless ankita got angry and went on the stage to protest when the host started again “of the worldwide lottery held for this competition”, “the winner of the dance competition, the dancer who will be awarded 'The best dancer in the world' is........... Farhana Khan from India” the crowd burst into a much bigger applause, anikta bit her tongue and came down from the stage sheepishly, farhana saw this and couldn't help smiling, Ankita hugged farhana and sent her on stage, as she was walking towards the stage hundred of thoughts came in farhana's mind, it was her family and ankita that first showed trust in her, it was they who had first believed that she was the best, and now today the whole world knew that she was indeed, the best.

They were many sacrifices made, some by her, some by others, but they were all worth it. she walked towards the judges and when she received the prize she remembered her journey till this moment, the stage was where her life changed for the betrayal and the pain that started in her life, and it was the stage where all her dreams had finally come true..

Even though she had lost her family she had gained a new one, she had lost her identity but had gained a new one, she was satisfied of what her life had come to be from what it was, but also felt a small pain in the corner of heart, But now she knew what the pain was about, it was 'The Pain Of Satisfaction'.

Thank you everyone, for reading my story and writing in your valuable comments, i especially thank pawan and anwesa for their eagle eyes, for spotting a mistake when there was one, thank you very much, i also thank keshi for her very sweet comments, and choco and amanda for always being there and supporting me, thank you everyone once again ;), take care have a great day ahead, cya soon


ANWESA said...

a happy ending!!! i knew you would give some positive message in the story and u did it pretty well. the indominatible human spirit!!!
cheers!!!now ur a story-teller...
i wanna hear more of them...

Anonymous said...

Oh...The story ended on such a good note! It spoke about resilience, love and hope. The strength of the spirit. Sacrifice and friendship. About opening out homes and hearts to others!
Well done Thousif! :)

AnjuGandhi said...

came to ur blog via some one else's blog. and boy!!!!!!!! i am hooked to your blog. i just couldnt stop in between, the whole story was so engrossing. and so well described
and the ending was just too good
a nice post on friends on friendship day.
how i wish i had s friend like her

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ anwesa: thank you very very much its praise from you guys that makes me wanna strive hard and make myself better, stories are many i will clear out my mind and write down another one sometime later, you will be the first to hear it, tc

@ choco: you reflected my mind, i wanted to show all those emotions and i am glad that i succeeded, thx for the appreciation, tc

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ Anju gandhi: thank you very much for the appreciation, and welcome to my blog, i am glad that you like it, hope to see more of you,take care have a nice day

Mayz said...

oh that was vy well written...i havent read d other parts but will go n read em now...

but again i repeat this was awesome!!

Keshi said...

Sorry Im late here...been very busy :)

Happy Endings r always good but arent always the case in every story. So Im happy for this one and Im happy that she still GAINED in her LOSS. Everytime we lose something, we gain something new. Strength, Courage and a new future in this girl's case. Im glad. :)



Gayathri said...

i'm here!!!
scanning scanning and scanning!!!
too big!!
put new post and i will be here!! not patient enough to make it fully this time..1000sorrys my dear!!

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ Mayz: thank you but i dint see your comments on the other posts, hmm next time remember all rgt, take care and welcom to my blog yaar, hope to see ya more here soon.......

@ keshi: busy haan, you blog soo soo much my god i am having a hard time commenting on yours, but i will never ever leave reading your posts cause they are so life filled, tc

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ gayathri: you are so ugghh, i wrote it with so much patience and hard work and heart and you owing to ist big dont wanna read, uggghhh, you write a abig post and i awill tell you the same, then lets see how you feel, hatred apart, your straigh forward reply was all i expected and i got it thx yaar, i love honesty than anything tc

Chriz said...

i was expecting an anticlimax.. but it went to the glad smiley side.. :)

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ chriz: well i wanted to show hope and courage always win, so i showed that, thx for reading yaar, take care

Rane (The Orchid with All Shades Pink) said...

omg thousif i am so proud of you.. read all five parts in one go. god bless! doesnt seem like your first at all. it is well researched..and what detailing man.

bring more... you have become a fine story teller.


AB HOME Interiors said...

Holy shiz raza!! What a pain in the ass! The kitty cat says it all. Cute pic. Sorry to hear about the frustrations. It sux, but it will work out I promise.

Thousif Raza M.B said...

@ kajal: i am glad to read your comment, wanted it the most to uplift my dad, thx a lot yaar you are a gem of a person, and about the future stories you will read it more i promise its just that it will be coming a lil late, until then tc

@ amanda: that's India darling what can you say, thanx for coming by, i adore you comments always, and thx a ton for the support too. tc