A DANCE NIGHT in Mahabharath Times
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  • Reads 5,103
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2021
We have all read stories about Dance Nights where a boy asks a girl to be his dance partner and the girl accepts the proposal of the boy she likes. Such stories lead into a lot of drama because of the confusing connections and love interests each one has. Love, attraction, happiness, sadness, loneliness, jealousy, and possessiveness, we can see all such emotions. 
So what if a dance night is organized in Mahbharath times? Who are the partners? Do they want to be with them? What are the characters feeling? 
I present a fictional story on a Dance Night that was organized in Mahabharath times with many modern references we see in stories now. 
It is a work of fiction and I do not tend to hurt anybody's feelings. I apologize if anybody is hurt by the story.
Thank you.
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