DREAMS...

1 am in the morning.


Strange how things start to clear up once you make up your mind.
Things are unfolding..slowly..but clearly, giving me a deeper glimpse of the kind of person I really am.


When I was young, I wanted to be a teacher and when I grew older, I started to love dance. But never did I dream of taking it up professionally. Hell, I didn't even know it's scope until two years ago! But now I know and I realise that I am just not the kind of person who can be happy doing something mechanical. I can NEVER imagine myself in a completely formal atmosphere where people have to be very careful about what they are saying. That just ain't my style. It feels nice to know that the path I have chosen is one which is based solely on expression. Dance is the expression of one's innermost feelings, feelings which might have been left unexpressed had I taken another path in life.

I realise that this period in my life will be the one which will determine much of my future and I'm rather excited to be honest.


At the end of the day, all of us are little children, following our dreams or atleast trying to follow them and making the best of them in a world where everyone is too busy growing up. I, for one, am quite happy saying that I'm about to take up dance because I simply love it and enjoy it. I sincerely hope that the child within me doesn't die in a quest to be the best. If I ever do forget, I hope you (my bloggy friends) will remind me why I started this journey in the first place.


The story of my life is about to reach a crucial stage and I'm glad I'm the author of this story:-)