The Silence of My Voice

Amarillo todas las.....!!!!!!! Another part  Ruhani's   Mindblowing May .  "It's positive, June.", those probably were the harshest word that ever dropped by my auricles. "You mean, like really? Like 100% positive?", this couldn't have been happening to me! "Yes, June. I re-ran all you tests thrice, just to be sure. I suggest you should retire for a while from your work. You need serious attention.", she simply spit the words out straight. She had a certain calm about her. My entire life hung on a rope now. How the hell could she be so calm?! She's my Godmother, for the love of God! Unwillingly, I broke into tears. Nothing. There was nothing that would comfort me any more. "Oh, June. Honey, please don't break as of now! You should have let me know when you were having those symptoms much earlier. You're at a stage where you can't afford to stress yourself. Think of your parents, of Selina. She's still a child. She...

Hola compañeros! With the English board on my head tomorrow, what more sufficient than practicing writing skills and writing articles.(=P) And so this is the last and very last part of Kanika's  Fantabulous February .(it's my first Fantabulous February, and last of course, post though) I only happened to realize the kind of dancer Ruhani is, for I saw her dance video just a few days back. This is for you babe. I know how you feel about your dancing, for I feel the same for my guitar! :* The lights, the cheers, the shouts, the laughs, the tears, the applause, the stage, the music, the costumes, the choreography, the jumps, the leaps, the final showdown.  Everything a dancer could have wanted. It was the night when the time for me to bask in the success of being an exquisite danseuse. The echo of the applause still lingers around my auricles, sometimes dropping by the touch of exhilaration and contentment on my fortitude that, yes, yes there was a period when I would...