Dear friend,
It has been a long time....
I don't think I will ever understand the pace at which time flies. I honestly, cannot get used to leaving behind memories or to the thought that I cannot relive them again. I don't want anything, or any echo of my life to be lost as a fragment of the jigsaw puzzle that I happen to call my life. I will never understand why December makes me want to live the year once again. I will never understand why December makes me feel like I have been the happiest, and I could not have wished for anything more. Is it just me or does it happen to you too? I am going to put this one story in simple words because using English Language in the complex way, was never really my biggest strength.
Recently, my school performed at the annual ASISC Principal's Conference. It does not sound like a big deal, but trust me if you were in my place, you wouldn't want to let go of that memory. We performed in front of 1400 principals. But it isn't the main performance with the makeup and costume and lighting and narration that I am going to miss the most. I mean yes, it is all of those. But as a dancer, what you miss the most is the rehearsals. And I'll tell you why.
We practiced for 3 months, everyday. Including Saturdays and Sundays and any other holiday that we had during the weeks. The most amazing thing was that we never complained. Ever. That is exactly what happens when yo do something you love or when you love something that you do, you want to be tied to it as close as you can. You don't want to break away or break free from it. Most of all, you want to watch yourself improve. It is obviously hard when you start something new, but eventually you see just a glimpse of how it would feel to actually accomplish what you though was never possible and that, is exactly what makes you think that, there is no turning back from then on.
It has been a long time....
I don't think I will ever understand the pace at which time flies. I honestly, cannot get used to leaving behind memories or to the thought that I cannot relive them again. I don't want anything, or any echo of my life to be lost as a fragment of the jigsaw puzzle that I happen to call my life. I will never understand why December makes me want to live the year once again. I will never understand why December makes me feel like I have been the happiest, and I could not have wished for anything more. Is it just me or does it happen to you too? I am going to put this one story in simple words because using English Language in the complex way, was never really my biggest strength.
Recently, my school performed at the annual ASISC Principal's Conference. It does not sound like a big deal, but trust me if you were in my place, you wouldn't want to let go of that memory. We performed in front of 1400 principals. But it isn't the main performance with the makeup and costume and lighting and narration that I am going to miss the most. I mean yes, it is all of those. But as a dancer, what you miss the most is the rehearsals. And I'll tell you why.
We practiced for 3 months, everyday. Including Saturdays and Sundays and any other holiday that we had during the weeks. The most amazing thing was that we never complained. Ever. That is exactly what happens when yo do something you love or when you love something that you do, you want to be tied to it as close as you can. You don't want to break away or break free from it. Most of all, you want to watch yourself improve. It is obviously hard when you start something new, but eventually you see just a glimpse of how it would feel to actually accomplish what you though was never possible and that, is exactly what makes you think that, there is no turning back from then on.
That picture above is picture that we took during one of the practice sessions.
Well the picture does not include all the members but I am posting it anyway.
We got a standing ovation from 1400 principals on the final day of our performance and I cannot even start to tell you what it exactly felt like. Okay, let me try. Just don't laugh. I am only a teenager trying to prove my point without the supernatural powers of Shakespeare or Elliot.
It felt like, I had just woken up from a dream in the middle of a cold, beautiful night. I really can't see anything or feel anything but I can sense it you know. I can sense the stars glistening over my head. I can hear the sound of music playing in harmony of my heart beat. My eyes felt like they were moist even when they were not. My body was cold. But it was not the dead kind of cold, it was the kind of cold that kept the warmth inside of you alive. It was beautiful. It was... everything I could of dreamed of as a performer. I wish I could explain what perfection felt like. But then you will have to feel my words like they were real. I wish, I could show you what a ride that was. I really really do,
Here are a few more pictures of that day. Not very sure if you can spot me because I could not recognize myself after the makeup.
I hope you too have moments like these in your life and that you have days in your life that are unreal and beautiful. I hope that whoever you are, you are proud of your very existence and of the fact that you are breathing. We have bad days, but if good days did not last then bad days will not either. Keep going. Plan things. Start dreaming. It is said that your dreams are not big enough if they don't scare you. Well mine scares me. Trust me, if they scare you, you should totally chase them. Because why not? After all, this is one life. 5 years down the lane you might just look back at these posts and pictures like I will, thinking about how you never gave up and made yourself happier and prouder.
Godspeed
Love always,
Urja
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