Anu의 작품

◦•●◉✿ If it's hard, It's life ✿◉●•◦ 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗵𝗶 𝗣𝗼𝘃 It's been a few weeks since the hot event that happened between me and my father. I got an earful from my mother and in the next three days, everyone forgot about it. Today was hectic, I had to do some new Chorus for the Upcoming Dance performance of the Film Fare Event. Teaching a celebrity could be hard and if that person is none other than Karan Johar. It's a tragedy. I don't understand why that guy doesn't stop at his Tea with Karan show. I mean, He is the worst Dancer if you ask me. Not because he dances worse; Cause he has so many excuses. Like seriously. Change this, Change that—and his 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 . It looks like someone pooped on his face . How can a person manage to give such horrible expressions. And on last Film Fare that guy said to Vicky Kaushal that he is not a good dancer. Not a Good Dancer!!! That guy is killing his profession so far, So good. I stopped in front of my house, I took a

◦•●◉✿Some wounds cannot seen, But feel ✿◉●•◦ 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗵𝗶 𝗣𝗼𝘃 It's already past the Evening. 7 PM at night. I stood outside my house, I know what is already waiting for me. I took a deep breathe and press the door bell. My heart thumped ever so loudly in my chest that I would heard it in my ear, felt it in my bones. Door swing open revealing my younger Brother. 𝗔𝘆𝘂𝘀𝗵 He quickly went inside, I remove my shoes and put them in shoe rack walking in living room. There I saw, My father sitting on couch like he own the world, like world revolves around him, his words. I walk past him, I tried— " Stop, Right. There " His voice freeze the air in house, Thick layer of tension spread like a cold bedsheet in room. His voice was loud, Pitchy and moreover pissed. I halted at my steps, I look back calmly when I am not. Ayush stay on Dinning table, Chittra is out of her room. Mom stay in kitchen, her hand rolling the belan so nonchalantly as if her ear doesn't twitch so violently

◦•●◉✿ Who wants to leave, Leave either way. ✿◉●•◦𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗵𝗶 𝗣𝗼𝘃Despite being the worst morning of this month, somehow it’s not the worst day. Today is Friday, which means 𝗙𝗨𝗡 𝗗𝗔𝗬. Today our group is together which means— 🅽🅴🆆 🆁🅴🅴🅻.I’ve been looking at this trend for a long time now. It’s almost gone but— who cares? People have flooded my DMs for not doing this trend, and I just dropped a story for them to wait for THE BEST. And it can be us all together.It took me a good three hours to teach the choreo to our most tensed-up persons— 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃 and 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁.Today we specifically came to the mall to make this one specific dance reel. 𝗞𝗮𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗿 is a dancer, so of course he pulled it like a pro. As for 𝗧𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮𝘆 and 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶 — they are naturals.At first, I thought Tanmay would NEVER contribute himself for reels, but this guy blew my mind when he joined me randomly on Ta Ta Ta remix with the Bollywood song Cheez Badi H Mast.I was shocked by his skills. Our group

◦•●◉✿ Broken trust cannot be the same again ✿◉●•◦ 𝗗𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘃 𝗣𝗼𝘃 I wore my well-ironed white shirt paired with navy blue straight, crisp pants. I left two buttons undone on my shirt, fastened my pants, and clasped my Gucci belt. I slipped my hands into my navy blue coat, combed my hair back, wore my shoes, and sprayed on my daily perfume. I clasped my Rolex watch around my wrist and left my room with my phone. I walked down the stairs and headed toward my grandmother. She was engrossed with her device. I bent and touched her feet silently. “Namashkar, Dadi,” I spoke in a low voice. She looked up from her phone and patted my head. “So, someone has time to enlighten us with their almighty presence.” She raised her brow. “I was busy,” I gave her a short reply, on which she rolled her eyes. “Piss off, Busy man,” she grunted and pushed me away. I was baffled inside but didn’t show it on my face. Did she just say 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴 off? I took my seat at the dining table. The maid ga

◦•●◉✿Tears are luxury, Not for everyone ✿◉●•◦ 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗵𝗶 𝗣𝗼𝘃 I woke up an hour ago but stayed on my bed, eyes closed, draped in my blanket. I clearly knew my mother was taunting downstairs but I made no move to get up until I heard her footsteps. I threw my blanket like a trained guard. I rushed into my bathroom and closed the door ever so lightly, and just the moment I opened the tap, she entered the room. "Are you in the bathroom?" she shouted from outside. I cleared my throat first before I spoke. "Yeah, what happened?" I hid my morning voice neatly with years of practice. "When did you wake up?" she questioned me from outside. "I don't remember," I replied, and she left—like always. I did my morning routine like a mad woman. I couldn’t dump the shit because I didn’t have my morning push water. I brushed my teeth and quickly took a shower. It becomes easier when you don’t have to wash your hair. I hurriedly dried my hair and draped a towel around me, quickly wore a tee an

𝗙𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗥𝗼𝗼𝗵𝗶 𝗝𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹 Age - 26 Lives in Maharashtra, SitamgarBachelor Very famous and respected influencerMostly cover trending dance videos She listen to every order until you haven't pissed her. Is not very friendly. She take her time to know people before making friends. First Impression as " Attitude Girl " After that " Sweet Chaotic ass "Made some life decision which strain her relation with her father. " I have to tolerate my family, but don't see this and think this Roohi Jindal will watch anyone's drama besides her mom and dad." 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝗝𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹Age - 20 In medical college Theif of her sister clothesScared of her sister yet try to irritate her Have a bitter- sweet bondVery impulsive Loves her family very muchWant her sister to get married so she can have her room. "Sugar daddy? What is that? My bank is my sister. Money."𝗔𝘆𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝗝𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹Age - 18 1st year college studentSbki aankh ka taraScare of no one except Roo