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Salsa Spirit

Ah! I am in Salsa Spirit ... not again! But I just can't help it . I have to admit I have been in this situation many times before and I am again .. but "afsos" without a partner.


Gosh... hear that song? Behke behke nain ... from Aisha? Check it out please - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3HpWjYommfA&feature=related


Its goddamn amazing. I want to choreograph it. All I need is one partner. Lets consider some people around me. My brother? He is amazing. Even a good dancer. In fact he can lift me up very well. But the problem is - Passion . Salsa always requires burning passion from both partners and gosh he is just a teenage. And apart from that he is lil impatient when it comes to dance and arts. 


Then... then what! I have no one except my bro :(
All friends are lost cause. All scattered on the planet leaving me here alone. Alone. And when I need them most. I need a partner :(


I think I will have to organize an audition at my hometown. I might catch him. My first crush . My classmate. I miss him so much. He is a great dancer. In fact once he taught me few steps of dance. And we both were going to perform on our annual day function but ... 


well whatever ! Partner or no partner . I will choreograph this song anyway. Its now my project. Lets see how do I make it. :) All the best to myself :)


Goodevening!


Love,
@ngel

Comments

The Stone Angel said…
Even I need a partner. anyone interested?
@ngel ~ said…
:P We will get dont worry.. and you sooner than me ;)

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