Skip to main content

A silent roar!

Backstage:

 A place were most things happen to present a beautiful, colorful events to audience. There will be mixed sounds with different rhythm. I do not think anyone could understand the exact word from the sound. Still work keeps happening. Mixed emotions, excitement, nervous, tension .. the vibration of backstage would not be lesser than a wild thunder!


 Jhanvi , biting her nails and looking herself in the mirror which is in front of her.. She looks absolute stunning. Golden saree, adding glow to the face. Kajal brightened her eyebrows. Jhumka, waving to the air that blowing towards with creak sound. Red bhindi, enhanced the beauty of complete face. Anklets were making sound as keeps small steps in the same place and bangles, dancing as per her heart beat.. Next is her performance. Her dance show before marriage. Not sure whether it would be the last performance for her.

 While she left home, her mom was shouting at her, who will dance in front everyone? What would neighbor says? And next week you have marriage. Now you are going to dance.. She was shouting. Jhanavi could hear while was getting into Auto. She was cutting onion for upma.. Jhanavi’s named as Concrete. She hates to eat concrete aka upma as breakfast. Today skipped breakfast as she was getting late to practice. Jhanavi papa, look at your girl! She is leaving without eating also…ask her something! Her shouting was non stop!

 Father rushed to main door with look, what’s happening here. Are you dancing? You did not even say with a wink. He gave her money for auto n breakfast. He was knowing that she is going to perform today. Her show is at 4 PM . He promised to be there by 4 PM by taking permission from office. His office is 15 mins travel to the stage. That was secret deal between her father n dad on one-week back conversation!

 She is only child. After a lot of prayers and pooja, she was born. Her actual name is Lakshmi but calling name from Janu to Jhanavi.

Today, she was waiting for papa to arrive at the time and nervous whether she would be able to remember the steps. Mobile ringing, do not worry ma, we are here.. Do well!! Her mom words. Prepared your favorite kheer for dinner. .we will have it together.. All the best..!


With complete excitement, Jhanavi was walking towards to the stage!

 Well readers, that is take on Backstage. I am sure everyone would have been there at Backstage, to support friends or to get ready for event!

How was your experience? Please comment!

Meet you in next blog

-Saritha Subramanian 



Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Telescopic view of API

  From a Business Analyst- Telescopic View to API The development/technical folks tell you a few words all day and the words register, echo… There is more than one way to deal with that Ignore the echo and start using the words like a pro; beyond that word, you would not have any idea about it. Explore the basics to get familiarised with the words and make yourself comfortable. Third, deep dive into the world and become a techie!! Do not like those words, it annoys you, it is time to change your role.. :-) I belong to the second category. This blog is for the first /second set of people likes to get comfortable with the techie words.! One of the highly used words in my previous organization and here, in my 2nd project is APIs/webservices. My experience with Webserices/API: Around 5+ yrs, with the team who developed Webservices/API.  Now, I am on the other end. Pretty much I have the hands-on experience of both provider and consumer.. Hence, I can give you decent tips to make...
Post a Comment
Read more

All gold..

 As part of my job, I get to embrace a lot of gold chains/bracelets/rings /earrings, and being a woman, the temptations are real, to wear and own it. These desires grew stronger day by day, which landed me in a spot through the receptionist, where there is no camera coverage and with a deal that I have to allow her to wear it for a selfie. Well, one is taken care of, the wanting to possess at least a few did not allow me to sleep. I could not afford to buy any one of them because our peanut salary gets invisible into the endless loan, education fees, and all the bills. I did not want to become a gold thief, hence for now decided to sleep over the thought.  Days flew fast as the gossip on my Instagram jewel post. Few thought I won the lottery and interestingly, few assumed that my husband is getting black money in his IT job. Whatever the gossips where, but it made me feel like a celebrity in my neighborhood.  All the unknown faces become known. I got to choose the vegetab...
Post a Comment
Read more

Impartiality.

  Today  Mythili, “get ready soon. We are late!”. “Why in such a hurry? We have good 30 mins to catch the bus. To be specific, I do not want to wait at the bus stand. The bus stand, that has taken my son’s life. I know something happened there and no one wants to share with me anything”. She sits on the sofa, not wanting to cry but still her tears reveal the pain that she is going through for the last 5 years. Guilty and feeling helpless! Sigh! I am hoping from today the days are going to be better. Suddenly the wreath falls from his photo, acknowledging my hope. His smile and that innocence,  at least once, I want to ask him,  "Am I not a good father?" 5 days back: After my son killed himself, Mythili lost herself in a different world. She stopped sleeping and eating. During those days, my situation was the same as hers. I could not do anything much to take care of her. Once I moved to the office, I managed to divert the pain, but she locked herself in a room and wa...
2 comments
Read more