I took a deep breath and listened to
the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
Third day of the Chandigarh Arts and
Heritage Festival. My heart hammered even as I held on tight. A silence
followed, of the loudest kind. Have I heard it right? Few seconds back, amidst
thundering audience, I am being summoned to receive the honour. The most coveted award for any Indian
classical danseuse. So, finally I am there.
As I moved on to grab on my fruit of
labour, I thought...this has been a long journey. Exactly that's what it is all
about. Unbridled You. Being in touch with your deeply passionate, creative
side imparts a touch of magic to treaded alleys of life.
Don't we all have real us, folded
neatly within us, who is unleashed in the company of good music, crackling
bonfires, thunderstorm rains, a walk in the hills- and of course in the right
company. Been through that feeling? When you may want to rejoice
free spiritedness, spontaneity and float as a five-bladed
flower helicoptering gently to the ground in the cool breeze; you may want
to sing and dance as if you are alone in your living room.
…And, then one understands the
vanity of limits which we set on us each day. That little child each one of us
carry within us, one who peeps out almost all the times but is quickly
frightened by "char log kya kahenge". And suddenly, in that one
moment, you have been introduced to your innate, powerful side which beckons
you to go and paint the world alive.
Meaningful it would be, to give
thought to what brings that reigning moment for you? That goose bumps feeling
when you hear your favourite song on a loop? That thrills of seeing your child
laughing heartily? Or, exactly making your life's do-to-list short brings out
the vibrant you? Whatever it is, nurture that source, because it makes you meet
real you.
...because if your real side is lost
in the humdrum of life
TRING! TRING! TRING!...
...it was pouring and I was standing
right there, day dreaming. Until the phone rang. I rushed inside. It was a call
from my masterji. I was getting late for Bharata Natyam classes.
Aaah,it was a dream. Nevertheless, I
took a deep breath and listened to the new brag of the heart. I am, I am, I am
almost there. :)
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