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to the dorm,” Sanjana winked.
I shrugged. It was not my decision. I was quite sure that Sanjana knew what she was doing. Of course Suja agreed gratefully. Every other office bearer seemed to know of the party. They were old hands at this and I was the newbie.
“Where is this party going to be held?” I asked Priya, as I watched Suja walk away in glee.
“A t Hotel Crown Plaza. Their ballroom is a decent size. And some navy cadets will be there too. Gosh, those guys are gorgeous,” answered Priya dreamily.
The Indian Navy had a sea officers training establishment as well as a Naval Base in Cochin. The naval cadets trained here. The guys were usually well turned out, articulate, smart and most importantly would be officers at the end of their courses. The combination was irresistible to most women and having a naval academy guy as a boyfriend was a matter of prestige. The naval guys on their part would definitely give a right arm to say that an Agnes girl was their girlfriend. After all, Agnes girls had the reputation of being intelligent, fashionable and smart. So it was a kind of symbiotic relationship and each side thought they were the lucky ones.
The girls were all excited about the party. The numerous preparations that involved ‘getting ready for a party’ in a woman's parlance had begun in the hostel at 6.00 p.m itself. I was stunned when I saw some of the outfits that the girls had chosen to wear. Sanjana looked like a fashion model straight out of Vogue with an off shoulder deep red dress that had a plunging neckline and it clung to every curve. She also wore six inch heels and when she completed her make-up, all our jaws dropped open in amazement. She was stunning. Most of the others who were attending the party had dressed glamorously. I had not known about the party and had not carried any such party wear with me. I chose to wear a simple black and white printed shirt and black tights. They went well with my white heels. Sanjana took me aside and asked if I would like to borrow one of her outfits but I refused.
All the girls wore some kind of a jacket or a full sleeved top over their clothes which they would remove as soon as we were out of sight of the faculty. If the nuns saw the girls dressed like this, they would definitely object.
The hotel was within walking distance of where we stayed. The party had already started when we arrived.
The atmosphere was electric. The ball room was spacious, elegant and filled with young people dancing to the groove of blaring western foot tapping numbers. I was taken by surprise and it seemed as if I had stepped into a different world.
Priya, Sanjana and the others seemed to fit right in. They mingled around effortlessly and started dancing with a group of guys. I knew they were the navy guys. Suja too seemed to have found her boy friend and they were dancing like they had eyes only for each other. I did not know what to do. I tried to blend into the background inconspicuously, suddenly feeling out of place and uncomfortable.
“Hi there. You're Ankita, aren't you?” said a tall well dressed guy, tapping me on my shoulder. From his hair cut I knew that he was one of the Naval guys.
“Yes. And how do you know me?” I answered, surprised.
“Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I am Pravin Singh. I am a friend of Rakesh Duggal who is Suja's friend,” he said.
“Yes, I have heard Suja talking of Rakesh.”
I hoped that he would not ask me to dance. I was not ready to dance yet.
“May I have the pleasure of dancing with you?”
“Er...Maybe after a while?”
I did not know what the etiquette in turning down a guy was. I was beginning to sweat a little now.
“Hey Ankita! Comfy?” said a familiar voice and I saw Abhi with a drink in his hand, walking towards me.
The relief I felt was what an animal trapped in a net experiences when it is freed.
“Hey, Hi!” I said sounding so enthusiastic that I hoped Pravin got the message. He seemed to have, as he
I shrugged. It was not my decision. I was quite sure that Sanjana knew what she was doing. Of course Suja agreed gratefully. Every other office bearer seemed to know of the party. They were old hands at this and I was the newbie.
“Where is this party going to be held?” I asked Priya, as I watched Suja walk away in glee.
“A t Hotel Crown Plaza. Their ballroom is a decent size. And some navy cadets will be there too. Gosh, those guys are gorgeous,” answered Priya dreamily.
The Indian Navy had a sea officers training establishment as well as a Naval Base in Cochin. The naval cadets trained here. The guys were usually well turned out, articulate, smart and most importantly would be officers at the end of their courses. The combination was irresistible to most women and having a naval academy guy as a boyfriend was a matter of prestige. The naval guys on their part would definitely give a right arm to say that an Agnes girl was their girlfriend. After all, Agnes girls had the reputation of being intelligent, fashionable and smart. So it was a kind of symbiotic relationship and each side thought they were the lucky ones.
The girls were all excited about the party. The numerous preparations that involved ‘getting ready for a party’ in a woman's parlance had begun in the hostel at 6.00 p.m itself. I was stunned when I saw some of the outfits that the girls had chosen to wear. Sanjana looked like a fashion model straight out of Vogue with an off shoulder deep red dress that had a plunging neckline and it clung to every curve. She also wore six inch heels and when she completed her make-up, all our jaws dropped open in amazement. She was stunning. Most of the others who were attending the party had dressed glamorously. I had not known about the party and had not carried any such party wear with me. I chose to wear a simple black and white printed shirt and black tights. They went well with my white heels. Sanjana took me aside and asked if I would like to borrow one of her outfits but I refused.
All the girls wore some kind of a jacket or a full sleeved top over their clothes which they would remove as soon as we were out of sight of the faculty. If the nuns saw the girls dressed like this, they would definitely object.
The hotel was within walking distance of where we stayed. The party had already started when we arrived.
The atmosphere was electric. The ball room was spacious, elegant and filled with young people dancing to the groove of blaring western foot tapping numbers. I was taken by surprise and it seemed as if I had stepped into a different world.
Priya, Sanjana and the others seemed to fit right in. They mingled around effortlessly and started dancing with a group of guys. I knew they were the navy guys. Suja too seemed to have found her boy friend and they were dancing like they had eyes only for each other. I did not know what to do. I tried to blend into the background inconspicuously, suddenly feeling out of place and uncomfortable.
“Hi there. You're Ankita, aren't you?” said a tall well dressed guy, tapping me on my shoulder. From his hair cut I knew that he was one of the Naval guys.
“Yes. And how do you know me?” I answered, surprised.
“Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. I am Pravin Singh. I am a friend of Rakesh Duggal who is Suja's friend,” he said.
“Yes, I have heard Suja talking of Rakesh.”
I hoped that he would not ask me to dance. I was not ready to dance yet.
“May I have the pleasure of dancing with you?”
“Er...Maybe after a while?”
I did not know what the etiquette in turning down a guy was. I was beginning to sweat a little now.
“Hey Ankita! Comfy?” said a familiar voice and I saw Abhi with a drink in his hand, walking towards me.
The relief I felt was what an animal trapped in a net experiences when it is freed.
“Hey, Hi!” I said sounding so enthusiastic that I hoped Pravin got the message. He seemed to have, as he
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