Once upon a time, there was a little girl who wanted to dance in school annual day and very enthusiastically participated in the practice hours after school . She did put her heart and practiced diligently until one fine day she was the only one to be cornered out and told in front of the entire group that she has to be removed from the participation as she doesn't dance well and that her steps are bad.
A few classmates who were also in the group spread the news like fire to the total class and the neighbouring sections adding masala to the actual happening. Years rolled by,the little girl grew up,schools were changed,dancing opportunities came up,but the incident left a deep scar and she told everyone boldly that she can't dance to save her life..college happened ,during the freshers party, she could have gone ahead and joined the dance group where all her friends were in. But the scar didn't allow her to.
Some more years rolled by and one fine day,she was gifted this little bundle of joy who did many "abhinayams" right from day one. She thought maybe, just maybe,the little one may develop interest in dance and she can enjoy watching her offspring . Fast forward a couple of months,she happened to sing twinkle twinkle to the little one and the baby seemed to respond only when she sang with actions. Next day,same actions same song ,but the baby turned her face away...suddenly she moved her a**se and swung her hands and just did a step the baby's eyes brightened up and her little lips broke into a smile. .since then there has been no turn back. .This grown up girl is now dancing as if she has discovered her legs just now...even when she is not entertaining her baby,her legs don't seem to stay still..probably die to all these years of desire that has been pent up subconsciously. .
What made me write this today since I have been dancing like abandon last 2 months??I read a post by a fellow new mom Tharani (remember to copy the link as the copy paste doesn't seem to work on the phone) "there is something about babies.."..yes,definitely there is something about babies,for my baby has made me discover that I have a right foot,indeed..
A few classmates who were also in the group spread the news like fire to the total class and the neighbouring sections adding masala to the actual happening. Years rolled by,the little girl grew up,schools were changed,dancing opportunities came up,but the incident left a deep scar and she told everyone boldly that she can't dance to save her life..college happened ,during the freshers party, she could have gone ahead and joined the dance group where all her friends were in. But the scar didn't allow her to.
Some more years rolled by and one fine day,she was gifted this little bundle of joy who did many "abhinayams" right from day one. She thought maybe, just maybe,the little one may develop interest in dance and she can enjoy watching her offspring . Fast forward a couple of months,she happened to sing twinkle twinkle to the little one and the baby seemed to respond only when she sang with actions. Next day,same actions same song ,but the baby turned her face away...suddenly she moved her a**se and swung her hands and just did a step the baby's eyes brightened up and her little lips broke into a smile. .since then there has been no turn back. .This grown up girl is now dancing as if she has discovered her legs just now...even when she is not entertaining her baby,her legs don't seem to stay still..probably die to all these years of desire that has been pent up subconsciously. .
What made me write this today since I have been dancing like abandon last 2 months??I read a post by a fellow new mom Tharani (remember to copy the link as the copy paste doesn't seem to work on the phone) "there is something about babies.."..yes,definitely there is something about babies,for my baby has made me discover that I have a right foot,indeed..
Awww. This post got me into tears. Let the dancing not stop and just few more years, the little girl will grow up and you both can dance together :)
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