Monday, March 16, 2009

Moments between 'Make up' and 'Pack up'

Our Kittu Sir (Prof. MR Krishnamurthy) of Kalakshiti celebrates every year his teacher Smt. Rukmini Devi Arundale's birthday. He has been telling us this right form our first class, we joined by Mid November 2008. Barely 4 months old, he made sure we join one of the group dances, it's a classical folk dance of Gujarath.

I don't recollect myself performing any dance on the stage in my past. Ah! imagine my plight ... but I was sincere in my attempts and went for all the rehearsals regularly. Kittu Sir would make sure we are there on every Sunday at 9:30 AM in our Dance uniform and practice till perfection. During this phase I could make friends with our dance mates, they are all bubbly girls aged between 19 and 25.

Finally came the D Day, we were told to shop all required accessories, make up items for the dance. It was big fun shopping in Bhavani Kangan. Bhavani Kangan is one stop solution for everything a woman wants. Srinath always accompanied me, very religious in taking me to the dance school and getting me back home. Thanks a ton Srinath! On Sunday, 15th March after final rehearsal with musicians I finished some more last minute shopping and resumed back at Kalakshiti at 2 PM. It was such a colorful atmosphere there ... senior dancers were applying make up on their faces and they asked us to start off. My hair was platted so long, perhaps for the first time and I loved it. A senior helped me dress up, I could not believe I am applying make up for the first time in my life! A lot of Kajal, a lot of rose powder I looked so different you know? Kakalshiti being a very organized school of art ... then asked us to wear dance costume and after all the decking up they offered us nice upma, jamoon, bonda and tea. Kittu Sir is always caring, he'll always make sure we eat well, dance well. He also made an important announcement that we must not spend time gossipping in green room instead we must remember Rukmini Devi and her contributions to the field of Art and only then step on the Stage. What a lovely advice!

In the green room of Kalakshiti I was thinking was this once Srinath's classroom? Because once upon a time when Srinath joined Pratibha Bala Mandira, Kalakshiti premises was his school. It's such a strange thing that today his wife, that is me ... a student in same premises, perhaps in the same class room, I wondered. A lot of chit chatting we did, waiting for our turn to step on Stage. As our seniors applied Atla (Red Color) on our feet and hands I was so excited ... it's every dancers dream to color her feet and hands and then perform. I was also sending a lot of SMS's to Srinath who was seated among audience asking if Mom has arrived, if Vaiju has arrived, etc.

Finally when we were called on Stage, it was a smooth flow. Many appreciated our dance and we managed to win many hearts. I was simply happy that it's over and I've done well. Back to green room I changed, somehow removed a lot of Make up and packed my belongings to join my family seated as Audience. In the night I cherished remembering all the moments I experienced between Make Up and Pack Up!

3 comments:

pranati said...

What a post Sharath. First let me congratualte you for your performance. You are simply fabulous Shar as always. Nice post indeed and what about photos? Please upload it on picasa. I wish all the very best for your future dance programmes.

Sreekar said...

Well captured Sharath! It brought back memories of PBM as we fondly referred it to! The fun we had, the punishments, the mass drills!the craft classes, the loosing of needles!!
Refusing to sit next to a girl and that being used as a punishment!!!

Man can I get back those days... those wonderful days!! Would love to relive them!!!

Hey by the way... did you get any RARA kind of feelings.... ala Aptamitra.. Did u hear our chuckles and our screams!!

The first memory that is hitting me is the day I gout punished by the school PT master. The teacher who was supposed to take our calls was on leave and the spare teacher had not yet come to the class! It was some general elections time and I started imitating the abnnouncemnst that used to happen those days in Autos, asking people to vote for this party this candidate...
there walks in the school PT matsre and whips me with his whistle tag..on my legs... Oooh did it pain??
I was about to send and shout through the roof... but controlled it... coz.... I wanted to be hero...and not be regarded as a cry baby!!!

I am glad you are able to find time to get yourself to be a student... a feeling that we always hated when we were young!! Brings us to the irony of life... We always want what we dont have... and in pusuit of that we forget to enjoy what we have... and then again when we have what we wanted.... we go back and repeat the same story... those were the good old days... A point to debate and ponder... are we running away from reality chasing a mirage... ;-) But way to go Sharath... you have gathered all resources to listen to your heart....and pursue it!! All the best to you!!

Thanks Sharath for bringing back those fond memories..Keep it going!!

shunti said...

Well captured Sharath! It brought back memories of PBM as we fondly referred it to! The fun we had, the punishments, the mass drills!the craft classes, the loosing of needles!!
Refusing to sit next to a girl and that being used as a punishment!!!

Man can I get back those days... those wonderful days!! Would love to relive them!!!

Hey by the way... did you get any RARA kind of feelings.... ala Aptamitra.. Did u hear our chuckles and our screams!!
I am glad you are able to find time to get yourself to be a student... a feeling that we always hated when we were young!! Brings us to the irony of life... We always want what we dont have... and in pusuit of that we forget to enjoy what we have... and then again when we have what we wanted.... we go back and repeat the same story... those were the good old days... A point to debate and ponder... are we running away from reality chasing a mirage... ;-) But way to go Sharath... you have gathered all resources to listen to your heart....and pursue it!! All the best to you!!

Thanks Sharath for bringing back those fond memories..Keep it going!!