One of the many recent changes I have embraced are the dance classes which I started over a year ago. I never thought I would be grappling with less stamina or body stiffness and other health issues, but I realized I need to take some action. I started off by going gym, which I stopped midway, then did a trial yoga, which I couldn’t connect with, tried zumba classes which was too exhausting for me to start at that time and time consuming for weekends. So I started searching classes during weekday mornings when N went to school which led me to this Dancewithme Studio in East Bangalore.Continue reading →
It seems there are the usual blues and mean reds but for me there are the seductive greens too….
For some it would be the nature and travel but for me it can simply means to get out of my cocoon…
…To understand that the moody blues are okay and happens to all and hence nothing to hide….
…To destroy the invisible mean red walls I built around myself under the pretext of baseless fears….
…To accept my behaviour as transparently as green and not pretend to like what someone else is doing out there……….
Writing can indeed be cathartic…
I realised this in my teens, pouring out my troubled thoughts and questions in a secret diary hidden from family. Or writing the school and college project reports with the exquisite pens I stole from my father’s trunk…
Now that the answers are slowly getting clear, I no more have entries in diary that frequently. As laptop or mobile has replaced as the primary tool for everything, I now miss the handwriting part. The pressure of the fingers squeezing out every pain of your mind and releasing all the twisted emotions……
Today I had that urge to write something and wondered what to write. Finally copied these words I found on Instagram few days ago……..
He watched her with overflowing love as she ate her favourite food, chocolate ice-cream. He kept sipping his iced tea and nodded his head as she spoke non-stop blabbering about how her week went.
He slipped into flashbacks of how they had danced on the streets with big shopping bags on their first date.
They both enjoyed these dates planned by her.
“So, shall we plan the next date for Saturday night, Dad?
“Any time you wish, my big girl!. ”
After the heartbreaking divorce, he could never say no to these little moments of joy, his biggest source of happiness.