Aisha loved music, and despite her shyness she had
no qualms dancing in a large group of people when the music moved her. She knew
at once that the darkness of the disco worked to her advantage…she would have
no problem letting go of her inhibitions here! In no time at all, the young men and women had paired
off; it was unheard of for same sex couples to dance ‘bone to bone’, as it was disparagingly
referred to. Ladies who were not invited to dance had to endure the humiliation
of sitting out song after danceable song.
At
some point in the evening, Aisha sat
chatting with one of the girls in their group, when a boy whom Mohammed and
Muni obviously knew appeared at their table. Even though it was quite dark in
the disco, Aisha could make out a nice looking, bespectacled boy. After
chatting with Muni and Mohammed for a bit he turned his attention to her and asked
for a dance.
“Who, me?” she almost mouthed foolishly.
Aisha could not help
wondering how and why on earth he’d singled her out in the darkness, but she
got herself together quickly and followed him on to the dance floor.
The
meeting was inauspicious enough, but their future relationship was to be anything but. From
the first moment they laid eyes on each other, Ali and Aisha’s lives were to be
entangled in a way that they could never have imagined. Mercifully, the two sweet young people had
no idea what lay in store for them in the decades to come. Had they an inkling,
the story would have ended right there. But they didn’t, so on that balmy night on the dance floor at the Apollonia Discotheque, the die was well and truly cast.
Aha - perhaps a novel in the works - or similar creative writing? - well done - keep dancing
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