I cannot think of a more joyous occasion than to talk about ‘dance’ –which has been a passion with me, since the day I probably first learned to walk.
Let me go back in time and recollect, how I took to this wonderful passion. I have vivid memories of gyrating to any music that was played around in my vicinity.
The interconnect between the music and the tapping of my feet was so spontaneous, that it became a habit with me to spin at the slightest possible sound that I could hear. The engrossment was such that I continued to gyrate even long after the music stopped playing. The sense of irritation caused by my foot tapping to my family and friends was palpable.
I look back and wonder, how I continued to persist with my passion for dance, inspite of the incessant discouragement and taunts that have come my way.I was at a loss to know, why I was being discouraged instead of being motivated to pursue such a solemn form of art!
On my part,I continued to devote quality time to my passion ensuring that my other priorities like studies and domestic commitments were not affected.
It was perhaps the stubbornness in my nature, that propelled me to pursue this passion of mine diligently.With time I became mature enough to understand what dancing was all about.I strived to understand the various forms of dance and the related subtleties associated with each form of dance.
As time went by, I found myself dancing naturally in complete sync to any music that I could hear.The harmony between my dance and the beats of music at last found notice and recognition ,when my college friends and people from my neighborhoods bestowed on me the responsibility of choreographing any dance sequence that was to form a part of the various cultural programmes that were organized either in my college or my society.
Today, I feel proud and privileged when I find myself being acknowledged as a able and competent dancer and recognized by even total strangers solely on the skill of my dancing prowess.Surely, dancing has given me my 15 seconds of fame!!
Let me go back in time and recollect, how I took to this wonderful passion. I have vivid memories of gyrating to any music that was played around in my vicinity.
The interconnect between the music and the tapping of my feet was so spontaneous, that it became a habit with me to spin at the slightest possible sound that I could hear. The engrossment was such that I continued to gyrate even long after the music stopped playing. The sense of irritation caused by my foot tapping to my family and friends was palpable.
I look back and wonder, how I continued to persist with my passion for dance, inspite of the incessant discouragement and taunts that have come my way.I was at a loss to know, why I was being discouraged instead of being motivated to pursue such a solemn form of art!
On my part,I continued to devote quality time to my passion ensuring that my other priorities like studies and domestic commitments were not affected.
It was perhaps the stubbornness in my nature, that propelled me to pursue this passion of mine diligently.With time I became mature enough to understand what dancing was all about.I strived to understand the various forms of dance and the related subtleties associated with each form of dance.
As time went by, I found myself dancing naturally in complete sync to any music that I could hear.The harmony between my dance and the beats of music at last found notice and recognition ,when my college friends and people from my neighborhoods bestowed on me the responsibility of choreographing any dance sequence that was to form a part of the various cultural programmes that were organized either in my college or my society.
Today, I feel proud and privileged when I find myself being acknowledged as a able and competent dancer and recognized by even total strangers solely on the skill of my dancing prowess.Surely, dancing has given me my 15 seconds of fame!!
