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My two left feet

I am using this title only because this is a common phrase to be used to show your poor or no dancing skills. But when it comes to me and dance … even this phrase would be like overstated. I feel I have no feet at all and that goes with no hands and no expressions what so ever. My childhood memories of dance was limited to the so called freestyle dancing that’s integral part of ‘baraat’, and may be ‘kathak’ or ‘bharatnataym’, that so many girls used to learn. For the first one – I detested the idea of middle aged men trying all sorts of weird dance steps, and for the later I found it too slow and too cumbersome. And as far as the bollywood dance is concerned, that time it was limited to only dancing around the trees that too in rains. Yucks.

I could never see the dance in the dance, the skill involved, the talent that is there. I disliked the idea of people jumping, making strange moves in the name of dance. 

When in 2nd standard, my friends went for dance auditions for school annual day, I also went with them, and to my surprise was selected as well, but soon I realized it wasn’t for the dance part of it, but as ‘bharat mata’ standing still at the back; this shockingly happened again when I was in 4th standard and again in 6th… Can you believe it??? In my 14 years of school life I was a part of any dance only thrice that too just as Bharat Mata – standing still at the back ….how embarrassing – what stories I will tell my kids…??? And my dislike towards dance became justified. I just couldn’t do it. 

Once in my teenage years during one of my cousin’s wedding, I was standing seeing others practice for the sangeet ceremony, a cousin told inquired why I wasn’t participating, and I told her, I don’t dance. She said you don’t look like someone who doesn’t dance. I was like how does look justifies someone’s dancing skills….and still wonder about it. 

Then in all college for three years I never danced in any parties, gatherings and all my friends were pretty ok with it, I mean after a lot of manana, trials they understood I just cant dance. In our college farewell, my beloved junior announced, “Unless OHW mam (that’s me) won’t dance, no body would go on the dance floor…” so poor me, had to dance …that too in sari, what I thought was ok thirakana turned out to be so embarrassing in the videos and pictures that came thereafter.

And then a couple of years back it was my another cousin’s wedding. This time the paternal side, so more responsibilities and more involvement. Despite all my excuses, the sangeet choreographer put me into a two minute dance sequence…I was so nervous on stage about dancing that when the music played, I danced whatever was taught to me, and then after a minute the music stopped, and the choreographer told (that too on mic), “this wasn’t your song, you danced at the wrong number, now we will play your song”. Imagine, just imagine my embarrassment; my image in front of my hundreds of relatives, specially my new bhabhi’s handsome brothers and cousins. And on the top of it, they have put my solo enlarged image on the wedding album, in one of my FAMOUS Dancing move. Everybody at the family makes fun of it, saying ‘look here OHW  in the millennium dancing pose”. I wish I could put that pic here…

Now since past few years, dance reality shows are quite popular on television. They have captured my attention as well. I feel like learning dance now. I can see the beauty of it. The sensuousness. The feminine feeling. Everything. And I am just not able to take the first step.

I want to learn it with TBH or rather dance with TBH. TBH is an abandoned baraati dancer. He enjoys it so much that it doesn’t matter that he is not into any particular form. With his encouragement I have at least moving my legs in whatever way I could. I have started moving with him in baraats, rain dances, gatherings etc.

But I want to officially learn it too, any suggestions on where should I start and how?