Unknown To Known

Evening gown segment

Ishan's sweat drenched jersey clung to his chest as he sprinted across the field, tirelessly practicing for the IPL. His coach's words echoed in his mind.

"Focus on your footwork, Ishan."

He adjusted his batting stance, visualizing the ball hurtling toward him. With a burst of adrenaline, he swung his bat, feeling satisfied as it connected with the ball, sending it to the boundary.

Meanwhile.

Aditi stood before the mirror at the rehearsal space, the soft glow of the light illuminated the room. Her choreographer's guidance resonated in her thoughts.

"Own the stage."

Her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted the strap of her dress. She took a deep breath and began her walk, her heels clicking on the floor and her elegance shone through.

After the rehearsal, Aditi settled into the chair, exhausted. Her makeup artist greeted her with a warm smile.

"How was rehearsal, Aditi?" She asked, applying foundation.

Aditi closed her eyes, letting out a deep breath. "It was good, but I am still nervous. What if I stumble on stage?"

Her makeup artist's hands paused, her eyes locking onto Aditi's. "You won't. Your confidence must keep you going."

Aditi opened her eyes and asked, "Really? You think so?"

Her makeup artist nodded. "I have worked with many models. Your passion and dedication stand out."

Aditi's face relaxed, a smile spreading. "Thanks ma'am. You have calmed my nerves. I want to show the world what we are capable of."

"You will, Aditi. Your beauty and talent will dazzle people." She said.

With her finishing touches, Aditi's transformation began.

As her makeup artist stepped back, she admired the makeup on Aditi's face. "You look stunning!"

Aditi gazed into the mirror, her eyes widening. Her makeup was flawless and accentuating her features.

Her stylist entered the room, carrying an evening gown. "Time for another round."

Aditi's heart raced as her stylist helped her into the gown. The soft fabric hugged her curves, glittering under the lights.

"Wow!" Her makeup artist exclaimed. "You're looking amazing!"

Her stylist smiled. "This gown was designed for you. It showcases your elegance."

Aditi felt a surge of confidence, she stood taller, shoulder back and head held high.

"Let's go!" Her stylist said, leading her to the rehearsal stage. As Aditi stepped onto the ramp, the lights blinded her for a moment. After adjusting her vision, she took a deep breath and focused on herself.

Aditi's heels clicked on the floor, her gown flowing behind her. She sashayed down the ramp, eyes locked on some distant point.

"Perfect!" Her choreographers exclaimed. "Now, let's work on your turns."

She practiced her turns, with each step, her confidence grew.

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Aditi settled into the dining table, her mind replaying the rehearsal. She scrolled through social media, seeking inspiration from fellow models.

"Time for a flawless ramp walk!" one model's post read, with a video showcasing perfect turns.

Aditi carefully observed each step. She quickly exited from the platform and attached some photos of her in her gown, sending it to Ishan.