It's unusual for her to sleep this late. She is up at once, feeling disturbed. Today is the day she's supposed to go to the studio for a recording, she needs to pay the rent for the place she rented too.
It's not easy to run a music school, all by herself.
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She is getting late. She freshens up soon. Maybe she should call Dushyant. After all he's her best friend. Mayne he would drop her to the studio.
She is locking up the main door when her phone rings.
"Dushu?"
She sighs. It's not him.
"Hello..."
Her face falls listening to what the other person said.
Then she sits down on the steps, feeling dejected.
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Tears form in her eyes but she swallows them. She must not cry. Not over another failure.
She stands, dusting her skirt. Then she reopens the main door and steps inside. She doesn't feel like but she need some coffee.
She checks her phone, then dials a number.
'Where is Dushyant?'
***
She is alone at her music school. It's close to noon. There's hardly any student. Time to close up.
She looks at the sky. Thick clouds have lined up....
It's going to rain... that brings a smile on her face.
She looks at the guitar in hand.
Suddenly, she remembers what her mentor, guru had said.
"Become a star. Only a star can own it."
She sighs. She can never be a star. No...
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