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and  ambitious.  He  smokes  all  day  long,  I  suppose,  except  for  when  he
                sleeps.  The  only  thing  I  admire  about  him  is  that  he  is  supportive  and
                encouraging of me.

                   The girl turns to look at me now. ‘Alara. My name is Alara,’ she says and
                continues,  ‘Sure,  Ricky!  All  thanks  to  Parvathi  for  guiding  me  to  this
                beautiful place.’

                   Parvathi interrupts, ‘My pleasure! Your voice is magical.’
                   Saturday night is a busy affair at Ricky’s. By the time we start, the entire
                shack is bustling with chatter.

                   Alara is our opening performance for the night and I feel the most excited
                to watch her perform. She walks up the stage, adjusts her mic, clears her
                throat, and starts to sing:

                   In my dream,
                   you are real.

                   More than my body
                   I touch yours,
                   more than my existence
                   I feel yours.

                   In reality,
                   you are a dream.
                   Far-fetched, deceitful

                   alluring still.

                   Fortunately,
                   the dream is everlasting
                   And the reality
                   Ever-changing.

                   Music is one of the best ways to heal. When I am not travelling, music
                transports me to places and makes sure that I am still moving. As I watch
                her perform, Alara is all that I can think of. I’m sure others feel the same
                too.

                   She is like the madness of a club. She does not fit into the conventional
                definition of beautiful. Her eyes aren’t blue, just plain black, nor are her
                hair coloured differently. Her skin is the colour of sand; not jasmines, lilies,

                or roses. Her body doesn’t resemble an hourglass. Yet, she is so beautiful.
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