Random snippets from my mind

In our life, we meet many people, make many decisions that change the way we look at life… some people just touch the surface of us while some others touch the soul and more. Probably these people become more than just friends, probably they become best friends… you never know when you meet them. It  wouldn't  be wrong to call them your life partner, because no matter what, no matter who comes or goes in your life, they just remain constant in your life, like solid pillars, being the ultimate source of strength till they break down themselves. But over time expectations begin, and when the other person can’t meet up to those expectations, that are when things go wrong. The more you love someone, the more they tend to offend you – that’s the rule I guess. And then there comes a time when you’ve had enough with the offenses and you need a break desperately. Then there comes the long interval that you wanted so much. It’s also a time of introspection, but the outcome’s never p...

It was the return of the prodigal daughter in my case, when I returned to my dance school after a five year long hiatus. I started learning dance since childhood, but somewhere along, I gave it up. As if to assist my decision, my studies came along the way and my priorities changed. It wasn't that I shunned myself completely from it; I became a “bathroom dancer”, practicing the tatkaars in the privacy of my bathroom! But I never resumed my training again properly. A few weeks earlier, my sister informed me that there would be a workshop in my dance school and they called me to participate in it. I was obviously reluctant in the beginning – joining it would only demoralize me further to the point of not dancing at all. But after a lot of persuasion from my mom and my sister, I joined. The workshop was a four day programme, and the guest teacher was Mahua Shankar, a famous Kathak dance exponent and a disciple of Pt. Birju Maharaj. In a last moment attempt to redeem myself, I ...