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Life lessons from Dance Class

Connecticut December 16th, 2017  I was invited by a family friend to spend my weekend with them. Her daughter Laya is learning both Kuchipudi and Kathak. They picked me up from the train station and asked me if I would mind going to the Kathak class and then go home? I agreed and we went to a temple where the Kathak class was taking place. Laya joined the back row of the group and started dancing. They were dancing on Dhruv Taal. Their teacher looked calm and beautiful and just with a glance I understood that she must be a very good teacher. She taught them a whole new piece and made them dance. Then one girl who must be around 8 years, danced the sequence right and then watching her classmates doing wrong, she also started doing wrong. Then their teacher stopped her and said, " Why did you do wrong? Just because everybody is doing wrong? Cultivate this habit of being firm on your stand even if the world says you are wrong. People always give you their opinion and tell you

Nineties Nostalgia

"One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life, is , I think , to have a happy childhood." says Agatha Christie[1]. Little did we know that adulthood is going to be so chaotic and boring and traumatizing :D . Had we known this fact earlier, we wouldn't have had been in so much hurry to grow old (I am sure most of us dreamt of growing old). We would have cherished those little things a bit more, we would have treasured those happy moments in a proper way. I must say that all Nineties kids (apparently the best generation who experienced the old and the new) are still digesting the fact that they are no more kids and it is time to hold dear to our childhood, without internet and computer, and then growing along with the growth of the computers.  I thank my childhood friend Vikas Chaitanya who led me to write this. Whenever we meet or talk, we just end up talking about our childhood days at school on how we used to play 'Antakshari',  'back pocket

Listen To Those Whispers Of The Soul

I have been wanting to narrate this story since a very long time. I have been waiting to write it as beautifully as it was said, or as beautifully as it was felt but I just failed in making it perfect. Yet I dare to tell this story in my own way.. good or bad.. And he said “what is the difference between me and everyone if I take you literally? I have been watching you since college. I can hear the unsaid whispers of your heart.    I felt like you wanted me to wait.  August 21 st , 2017, Frankfurt Having seated in the Lufthansa flight to Miami, I was restless, confused yet excited for several reasons. My missing home, family and friends made me restless but my awaiting Fulbright journey gave me all the excitement. I sat in the middle seat of a row thinking if someone would come to the aisle seat next to me or not. I secretly prayed that nobody should come so that I can take that comfortable aisle seat. (Prayers for little things. I know :p) Just in the nick of the mome

True Love is The Absence of Judgement

The other day, one of my friends who closely saw me and my mother for years (but he never understood me truly, that's a different issue) angrily said , "You don't know how to respect your own mother. You don't love her". I was hardly hit by his comment and burst out into tears for two reasons.  1. Don't I really respect and love my mother?  2. Does my mom think the same way?   I immediately went to her and asked her if she realizes that I love her or not. She just brushed away my non-sense question by saying "Are you drunk or mad? Why wouldn't you love me and why would I think that way?" That released my tension a bit but pushed me into the deep contemplation of how we are misunderstood and misinterpreted by people when they come into our closer circle and when they knew all our positives and negatives? That's why they say not to bring people close to you unless they afford to be non-judgemental with you out of love. It also t

Satyameva Jayate

“Satyameva Jayate” “Truth alone triumphs” is a verse taken from Mundaka Upanishad which was adopted as the national motto of India. But I am bewildered to understand and relate to this quote as the current situation is quite antithetical to what is happening in the society. Not just now, but truth is being manipulated since ages. Sita had to come out of fire like a Phoenix bird to prove the truth and her chastity. Lord Krishna had to wait for the time to prove that he didn’t steal Samantaka Mani. And today, a rape accused comes out guilt-free but after taking the punishment for 8 years (only god knows the truth). Somewhere else, a criminal is never being punished. Let us forget about serious criminals. Many innocent people carry the blame on whom all the aunties and uncles throw words just like that out of grudge or judgement or just for the reason that their tongues are extra itchy. So these extra itchy tongues impose heavy accusations on the other people which will haunt