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Shall We Dance......

  I have tried, but the courage to dance isn’t mine.  We were taught Indian classical dance in school. I recall quite vividly, how the whole class had to line up in the assembly hall, at Loreto Convent, Tara Hall, in Shimla and a male teacher would instruct us from the front, standing right below the choir benches that lined the width of the stage behind it. I hated that class. I was also no good at it. So, this meant that the teacher would have me right up front to keep a keen eye on my mis-steps, which made it even worse. I never got the steps or the rhythm right and the dread of swaying, twirling and moving awkwardly to music – basically jiggling my ample flesh, has tailed me right through my life, or most of it. Don’t get me wrong. It isn’t that I abhor dance, I just dislike me having to prance around in that mode. I am not sure the exact reason for this but, it could stem from feeling that I was fat which made me reluctant to do anything with my human frame. The intellectual arts

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