“What is wrong with you, Vineet? Why the hell..oh God!” yelled a bewildered Sneha. She was sick of her boyfriend’s annoying habit of scaring street dogs by passing his bike near them at a lightning speed. “Come on Sneha, this is just for fun. I never do it hurt them. I never have.” But she chose to express her anger with silence. They were coming back from a fancy dress shop on Vineet’s motorbike. Sneha has auditioned for the International Ballet Dance competition and had cleared the state round. If she could impress the judges at the national level competition, she’d get a chance to represent India in France. She had always dreamt of becoming a professional ballet dancer and making her parents proud. Vineet and Sneha were returning from the shop which provided clothes for rent when this irritating incident happened for apparently the hundredth time. “You’re upset, and I know exactly what will bring your mood back to normal,” said Vineet, parking his bike in the parking z