While friends of her age would throw out parties, hang on movie theaters, enjoy weekends in pubs and coffee shops, she would savor the internet watching TV soaps, of invariable kinds. She was somehow evolving into a multi linguist watching Dramas and talent shows of all kind. Her latest interest was an International talent show, where dancers from all parts of the World danced to different styles. She became extremely engrossed to salsa, her affinity grew immensely that she started to probe into much more of it. While she was browsing for famous Salsa dancers, a recent flash news caught her attention.
“Salsa dancer ‘Rio’ caught red-handed as he was accused of Terrorism. While the police was intriguing about his whereabouts, it was evident that he was into terrorist activity. It seems Rio has a network of terrorists from all parts of the World, and they had planned to attack a major happening place in New York. Rio and his ally, the one who has been his left-hand have been arrested on charge. The news about Rio has left his fans in a state of sheer shock”.
And as she glanced through the photos of Rio and his so called left-hand, her heart skipped a beat. Hastily, she changed the window pane of her laptop, browsed through her mailbox and when she looked at the photo in her mail, her heart came to her mouth. The arrested ally of the dancer was smiling in the photo as a possible Groom, chosen and sent for her from an immigrant family friend, few weeks ago.
Her family was left in collective stupor, realizing how they could have been deceived for a life time and all of a sudden, she was being looked up with esteem for being an Internet freak. And from then on, her mother, who would accuse her for being net-savvy too, got stirred and looked upon the laptop or the Wi-fi modem with a sense of awe.
(Image credit: Someone’s Moving Castle used under a CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported license)
(This post is an entry for the online short story contest – My Pocket Story conducted by tell-a-tale.com in collaboration with youthopia.in)
