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7. A realistic dream..

7. A realistic dream can make you wonder about your existence.

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I switch on the speaker button to play the song. As soon as the tones of the song touch my earbuds, my legs start operating on their own.
Like they are controlled by the music by strings. It is all rhythm now. Everywhere. I can't feel anything else.
All the stops, beats, high notes, and tunes are just like different strings pulling me from different sides. My legs are working on their own. I don't have any control over them.
I close my eyes, feeling the music, I sway from one side to the other, feeling myself through the moves.

And then, the song stops indicating it's over. I go in front of the mirror to watch how I look while dancing. And believe me, God, I look like a potato jumping around. I look really horrible. But it isn't stopping me from my passion.
Dance is my passion. I continue to practice my body language, my expressions, and my moves to sharpen my skill.
I do it for 5hours every day. Constantly. Regularly. And with endless belief in myself.
I watch myself improving over months and I don't look like a potato playing around anymore. I look like I'm dancing on a beautiful choreography. But I still look chubby and short while dancing. And that is folks, something I can't change. Not my genes but yes, I can work more on my fat.

I'm searching for some daily, achievable diet plans on the internet and adding them to my notes.
Now, directing to the exercise part, I look up to some good but obviously quite hard exercises. But since I'm not so sure about it, I should call Riya for advice. She's good at it.

Skip.

Ok, so Riya and I are going to do the exercises together. Done.

Skip.

But it's been a few days since we started the exercises but Riya is already bored. She's an adrenaline-driven person. She just can't stick with something more than a few days, or maximum, a few weeks.
So, we're trying another exercise routine that I know she will get bored of doing every day too. But why is she even exercising? She's so slim and tall. She doesn't need to.

Why is she? To keep me company? If yes, then she shouldn't. Because the regular change of exercise routines is gonna fuck my body shape, making it worse than it is now. But the truth to be told, I am also a bit bored. Let's just try another one.

Skip.

I've been constantly improving my steps and trying to do as many clean and direct steps as possible. Although, I always go with fast and rapid moves because slow steps are just aren't my type. But still, I think they can be fast but not rushed and sloppy.
That's what I've been trying to do. Making perfect and clearly visible steps, especially with my legs.

I'm trying hard not to let people judge me for my body but my choreographies and tips.
I want to be someone more than my body. Not just a chubby or short personality but as a bold and passionate performer or whatever I'll be.

Continuously practicing, I am becoming good at it. And then some girl from my class, whose name I don't even remember, was ranting about Korea and its auditions. And at that moment, my mind got struck by a lightning, an amazing idea.
I have already almost completed my beginner's Korean language course from Youtube.
So, I can give these auditions for both my language learning skill, dance, and raps.

That'll be amazing.
The story behind the urge of learning this language is something etched in my memory.

I think I was 10 or something when I got impressed by the bilingual man in a movie and I made a promise to myself.

If I don't learn at least three languages, I'll not consider myself educated.

These words of the little Radha were so powerful that the teen Radha was going to do it.
I already had Hindi as my mother tongue and then English was something I was really good at.
And then the struggle of choosing my precious third language.
I tried Spanish first cause I heard it was quite similar to English. But I got tired of it. Like bored. I don't know.

And then, I tried Chinese, but that fucked up with my head. So, I searched some things up and found that there was a famous language trio, I.e. Japanese, Chinese and Korean, and since I already got fed up with Chinese, I chose Korean to start.
I started learning it. And I was shocked to know that I learned to write it in just an hour. What the actual fuck? Really?
And then, I learned to read it from anywhere in just one and a half days. Though it took months to read it up speedily.

And then I started gaining interest in it and the best part is I never got bored of it. I came across some Kpop and stuff, but I didn't mind it all and just focused on language learning.

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I yawn as I open my eyes that feel like loads of my sins and look around to find no one around me.
Where am I? The first stupid anybody asks when they wake up somewhere they don't have a clue about.
But wait! This is my bedroom. Oh, the lights are off.

That was a dream. But it was all true. I did all that in the last two years and I think the paranoia of getting everything I've practiced for is taking a toll on me. But this is an opportunity. This is gonna depend on my parents, whether they'll send an almost 16-year-old girl to another country. Well, that sounds kinda impossible but there was a success point in Mission Impossible too, so let's try this.
And for the past six months, I've been giving auditions to different companies, of which my folks don't have a clue about. Till now, I've given auditions for Nine companies including Bighit. And its results were the fastest.

I scratch my head while getting out of the blanket and turning the lights on.

I tilt my head slightly to check the time and shit!
It's 8:00 pm already. How can I sleep for 4 hours straight? And that too after getting up from my noon nap.?
Am I a sleeping monster?
I can be who knows.
But, I have tons of homework to do and shit again!
And I also have to convince my parents.
But on a good note, if I think, I should take help from my besties and it will be easier that way. I won't be burdened with the whole "Crying and convincing" thing and it will be more persuasive.
Yes. I'll do it tomorrow.
Now, to the homework.
But fuck! Didn't Mumma realize that her daughter was not with her in the living room chatting today?
Did she check on me?
Did she realize my absence?

Let me go check on her and if she forgot about me, the great Radha, then I'm gonna... I don't know what I'm gonna do. Let's just go.

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So, what do you is gonna happen when Radha will tell them about the opportunity she's got?
About the auditions, she's been giving?
And most of all, what will be their reactions and decisions about this.?

So far, they look cool. I mean, the Almighty Dad hasn't been introduced yet but The Mumma has been a good start. So, I don't know. Let's hope for the best.!!

I want her to go, so badly.