I love to get exhausted after dancing.. it’s the best way to forget one’s sorrows!! Perhaps.. the best way to detach from the unpitying inanimate environment. But after the brief period of my illness I have lost the incessant energy that I used to possess!! I lose breath easily.. I fall. I cling to myself often during the music.. I look for slow beats!! I hate myself for that.. I want to keep on dancing.. on and on.. I love the swirls.. I love the bends.. I love the head roll-ons.. I love the varied forms of dancing.. I love bharatnatyam.. I love kathak.. I love contemporary, though my flexibility is limited..
And I love the smile after I get tired..
Well people dance when in love.. but then why most of the dance forms point to sorrows?? Indicate that they have been deceived. The oblivion is manifested. And presented as a form.. Strange are the ways.. But am in love with this eccentric form of art so much so that I wish I was a superwomen who would harbor infinite energy to go on with the beats.. A friend of mine said I dance nice though he has never seen me dancing.. on being asked for the reason for the comment, he said coz, I glow with bliss when I talk about dance..

But I still am incomplete.. once in my lifetime I wish to learn bailey.. Its still an astonishment for me!