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I was always crazy about dance during my
school days. But my parents gave me the permission to learn only ‘Odissi’
dance. Frankly, I was okay with it, but I needed more. I always wanted to learn
contemporary dance style. I wasn’t allowed to perform on stage except Odissi.
So I was somehow desperate to perform a contemporary dance style.
Every year my school organized an inter
school dance competition, a district level dance competition. I always wanted
to participate in that competition, but due to my parent’s disapproval I
couldn’t participate in that competition.
I was in 9th grade, when inter school
dance competition season arrived again. But that time I went against my parents
wish. My heart mounted over my mind so I decided to participate in that. I went
to give my audition.
I didn’t ask my parent about the
competition as I was too confident that they will deny it. I forged the
signature of my papa in application. I performed and got selected for the next
round. I was so happy and eagerly wanted to share that news with my parents.
The days passed by and I received some dancing
training on different dance styles due to the competition policy that the
selected students will receive free training on various dance styles for twenty
days. I heard a lot of appreciation for my dance from my mentor. I always
wanted to be a classical dancer and a contemporary dancer, just like I wanted
to be a good student and a good writer.
The final competition night came. I told my
parents that I was going to my best friend’s home and left for school. I wasn’t
feeling well thinking about the lie I told to my parents. The anchor announced
my name and I took my position in the center of the stage. The music started
and I moved my body rhythmically with the music. My eyes moved among the crowd;
they were shouting, clapping and cheering for me. That feeling engraved in my
soul and I knew what I had to do next.
When my performance completed I packed my
bag pack and marched towards my home. I knocked the door and my mama opened it.
I found my papa reading newspaper sitting in leaving the room. He folded the
newspaper and placed it beside him.
“What happened? Your study completed this
early?” He asked. I explained everything and also seek their forgiveness for my
sin that I had committed by not telling the truth before. I was even prepared
for my punishment, but my papa advised me not to do such thing in future.
It took me some time to completely
convince my parents that I wanted to be a classical dancer and a contemporary
dancer. After that incident, I had taken part in several dance competitions and
won some of them also. Somehow I made one of my dream come true and I’m glad
that I have turned my ‘OR’ to ‘AND’
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Quite a stand you took! Good to know you are following the path of your heart and lucky to have understanding parents.
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Thank you Inderpreet, I'm glad to have such understanding parents... :)
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