Start A New Life - a Toast to the Future

That was the last class of the last semester. Jiya picked up her books wearily and trudged towards the car park. The dreaded exams started in just a few days.The best thing to look forward to was her new job. But that wouldn't start until next month. The same boring accounts and organizational behavior and balance sheet accounting software- she needed a break from all that mundane drudgery. As soon as she put her car into drive mode ,she turned on the music. The songs on the radio were so peppy these days ,they made her long for her ballet shoes. Only her tradition minded conventional parents had thrown her ghungaroos, leotards and Pointe Shoes from her ballet lessons somewhere in the loft. They, like others of their generation felt that ballet was not a money spinning profession for their daughter. Jiya returned home to the disapproving looks of her mother and father. 'Your professor called,he informed me that your placement is the lowest they have had in years. They asked you to refuse the job but you didn't listen. Why Amma?' "Akka ,that was all I got. What could I do? I told you that I am a better dancer that a management trainee." "Shut up. Go and study for your exams. You need to do well or else you will be stuck at an entry level post for ever. Go." "OK Akka...I wanted to eat my lunch first." "Go ,your mummy will bring it to your table."
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The exams were literally giving Jiya nightmares. And there were still 4 more to go. Jiya had picked her dad's liquor cabinet and pocketed some miniature bottles of vodka. And who were to play on her phone just at that minute...char botal vodka... OK that was her dance instructor cum ex-boyfriend cum agent. She hoped there was a performance in the near future. If the accounting software didn't kill her ,her dad's expectations would. She picked up the phone and said hi. Karan screamed in her ears. "Jiya ,you won't believe what I got for you! Remember that Indo-Russian movie project that I was talking about? They want you to choreograph the Indian schedule of the movie. They loved your work. I showed them your videos too. They will pay you much more that the bank will. What do you want me to say to them?" "Oh Karan, I love you. You saved my life" Jiya ran to her cupboard. Suddenly she was in love with Yo Yo Honey Singh too...picking up her I'd ,her passport,her bank cards,her pass codes,her slippers,her Lippers and the remaining liquor... She took the stuff to the window and opened it wide. Karan was sitting on the branch near the window sill. Jiya had never been happier to see him . He held out his hand...
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She called him the day the results were announced. "Akka? The results are out." "What result? You never did what I asked. You failed." "No Akka. I had a #StartANewLife moment. My choreography won me an award at the Palm d'or movie awards. I am going to France tomorrow."
She had finally given wings to her dreams. She was going to fly and kiss the skies. Jiya would now start a new life with a toast to the future "Char botal vodka ...Cheers!"

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She started a new life just like Housing.com.