Rapunzel..Rapunzel let down thy hair……

{ver since i remember i have had this weird fascination to anyone who had long hair and THAT just turned into an obsession! Rapunzel used to be my fav fairytale and still continues to be.. for i imagine myself sitting my the window & throwing down my hair for prince charming! sigh* 😀  

Mom was always particular that i would be allowed to grow my hair only when she was confident i could manage it..but then had to agree all ‘coz i started learning dance and my dance master was insistent that we needed long hair and there began my journey…. Ever other girl who came my way with long hair was surely headed for trouble..little did they know that this kid wasn’t as sweet as she seems ..voila!! for i would be trying out all possible hairstyles on their hair! =D i lived in a world of fantasy & hence assumed that my hair would grow overnight and was very disappointed when it didn’t!! Imagine my parents got me false hair out of sheer frustration so that i would stop chasing guests away!! 😉 as time went by with growing my hair the routine the taking care of it also began..weekends were apart from homework time for hair care management yes in simple terms hot oil massage, home-made concoction that included a whole lot of things n eggs..a long shower and later shampooing = long beautiful soft hair … i have never really bothered about my hair coz mom was always there to take care of it… Realisation dawned only after i left home in pursuit of higher education the value of mt tresses hit me hard..the chennai the water killed my hair, i never really did any of the things moma did to my hair, grew my hair wild n long..and always tied it up jus coz it would go mad and i never knew how to style my hair…and kept it hidden however n whenever possible! Many long years have passed and it still hurts when i cut my hair..always feel like i m self inflicting pain on my self when i cut of my lovely locks…its only nw that i have attempted step cuts , razor cuts and more recently i have cut off most of my hair and have a side fringe…  Despite all this i could still scream anytime of the day and especially when i have to go for a function that i hate having such long tresses which still behaves badly, completely becomes unruly and gives me a tough time! 😦 I am up for the biggest challenge this week after the haircut..i have to attend a friend’s sangeet & then wedding on sat & sun…n i have everythind set except my hair! But then i comsole my self and say…hum honge kamiyab..hum honge kamiyab ek din with the hairdry & the hair straightener! =)

dance…my first love!

I have been sharing the link to my blog for the last few days and some nice friends of mine have been sending me links to other blogs…and it’s then that i realised that most people have written something on things that interest them,their passions…and this post is hence dedicated to my passion my first love….. none other than dance! 😀

Dance has been a part of my life since the age of 4!I dunt knw when or wher my mama love discovered that i had a passion for dance..and from there started my initiation into the world of classical dance!
Dancing sets me free…it also holds some of the best memories also!those evenings when me n my friends used to set of to dance classes sometime..half running.. ( coz we were late) somtimes leisurely but none the less..it always used to be fun..and the lazy bum tht i am..i used to get thrashed the maximum for nt practising in class… as time went by and many competitions and stages later..somewher down the line i lost interest..only to revive it later years down.. its started with salsa and progressed to cha cha, jive and samba…

Dancing gives me a joy, an high that I would like to equate to falling in love! 😀 crazy tht may sound but the last time i forgot everything danced like crazy and even landed up with a ligament tear was all in goa! I grin form ear to ear when i dance, being on stage facing and audience i feel beautiful…each tiome i perform i feel my soul being elevated to heights of ecstacy like i have never experienced before..i can cry i can laugh, i can emote every single thing i feel…i jus feel free and happy…thts where from i learnt the art of expression!

P.S:for those who dnt or jus think they cant shake a leg or two… trust me its nt all the difficult..all it requires is a mad friend like me…gud music and yes a gud dance floor!