tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post5277838375780512710..comments2023-05-02T18:25:15.577+05:30Comments on Buckets of Rain...: Sundays and Lipstick.little boxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07011839933124378047noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-66537078339017254572010-05-21T22:29:46.621+05:302010-05-21T22:29:46.621+05:30thanks branavan.now that you know,keep dropping by...thanks branavan.now that you know,keep dropping by :)little boxeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07011839933124378047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-70470819986970158902010-05-21T07:24:26.893+05:302010-05-21T07:24:26.893+05:30There is something in the way you move, and now I ...There is something in the way you move, and now I know what it is.<br /><br />My little girl is dancing bharatanatyam now. Every week she tells me she wants to quit. I bribe her. She goes and then doesn't want to leave. She has told multiple people that she dances because Dad wants her to.<br />Once in a while tho, she'll be preening in front of the full length mirror and I will see footwork or a hasta.<br /><br />Our thought was to give her a framework with which to approach her heritage. I doubt she'll dance forever, but if it gives her a way to appreciate the epics or interpret Krishna stealing butter, then it is mission accomplished.<br /><br />How is it that you are such a damn good writer and I am discovering your blog only now?Brennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16876092361003495121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-25040126948317712652010-04-20T23:23:10.273+05:302010-04-20T23:23:10.273+05:30It's been a little over a year that I have sto...It's been a little over a year that I have stopped dancing. I did Bharatnatyam. I feel quite wretched at times. Especially when I see someone dance well or hear a good dance-able piece of music.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-52759309270982278312010-03-21T17:17:56.720+05:302010-03-21T17:17:56.720+05:30Hey! I know that feeling too well so just had to c...Hey! I know that feeling too well so just had to comment.Don't give up.I danced last week after years.. felt like coming home.. trust me..it'll take you back in time.<br />Read your post about leaving college too.A whole new world lies ahead.Hope you try for JNU.Phoenix speaks....https://www.blogger.com/profile/04930289933341736389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-28134504551484454752010-03-20T21:16:39.824+05:302010-03-20T21:16:39.824+05:30Why not try, dear girl ? I'm sure it's the...Why not try, dear girl ? I'm sure it's there somewhere deep within you, just waiting for you to really want it to surface sometime...Casuarinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08112780666742969044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-26272553035121613342010-03-19T10:07:51.051+05:302010-03-19T10:07:51.051+05:30...and i still hold my parents responsible for not......and i still hold my parents responsible for not sending me for dance classes. you trained in odissi? man, i'm just short of worshipping the ground odissi dancers walk on. the most graceful dance form. and i hail from orissa too. u must get back u know. :) love your blog.The Ketchup Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05064255148939739911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-27148728048726920072010-03-09T16:33:20.669+05:302010-03-09T16:33:20.669+05:30yes.i remember them sunday morning dance classes.....yes.i remember them sunday morning dance classes.. :)Thoughtless Wandererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16386874561417714801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-16227140966562132832010-03-04T23:41:59.200+05:302010-03-04T23:41:59.200+05:30that's a hell of an ugly dress you describe th...that's a hell of an ugly dress you describe there, next time be cautious. (or at least, get rid of the fishes)Sayantan Sunny Ghoshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01679413822025615098noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-43085924817033647442010-03-04T13:45:33.433+05:302010-03-04T13:45:33.433+05:30do start dancing :)do start dancing :)sujaanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07944785835548171381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-61469897923671038552010-03-04T02:11:43.104+05:302010-03-04T02:11:43.104+05:30one of those posts that takes me right back to my ...one of those posts that takes me right back to my Hindustani Classical days. And the term moronic club dancing is funny, what we do to fit in. try death metal from khamajbrainwrenchedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11688524455465957553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-84372858857866943612010-03-03T22:41:48.215+05:302010-03-03T22:41:48.215+05:30I always thought Kolkata was the only place in Ind...I always thought Kolkata was the only place in India you cud describe as having stacked-up houses... till I came to chennai... this place too has an old-world charm... some lanes still seem stuck in time...Dewdrophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03513925528425006586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-9588707617648485822010-02-27T00:26:53.437+05:302010-02-27T00:26:53.437+05:30I always believe that you should not let go of a f...I always believe that you should not let go of a few things you miss. <br />I'm sure you haven't forgotten dancing at all. It's inside you...thats the only reason you wrote such a piece...its all there..inside. So let it out and let it in...!Neelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07142918619777171516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-34565288447451244162010-02-23T21:12:46.903+05:302010-02-23T21:12:46.903+05:30thats how it is B, we learn something and nurture ...thats how it is B, we learn something and nurture it fr years only to let go later..<br /><br />dont worry, it will come back, when you really want it backAstraeushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05857562854284708795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-15951805193885476572010-02-21T23:21:33.467+05:302010-02-21T23:21:33.467+05:30I've always been fascinated with classical dan...I've always been fascinated with classical dance, you know, even though I know absolutely nothing about it. I learnt Bharatnatyam for a bit when I was in class IV, then had to give it up because the classes clashed with school timings - or something like that.<br />Anyway, I was never much good at it. Didn't stop the wishful thinking, though. Indian classical dance is simply too beautiful for words.Magically Boredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-30418250901315516762010-02-21T11:25:15.846+05:302010-02-21T11:25:15.846+05:30You reminded me of the classical music training i ...You reminded me of the classical music training i had right from five to fifteen, in fact a little more than that. And the way the voice turned raw henceforth, with dust gathering faster and thicker on it than on the harmonium and tanpura.Somehow people still find it very much in tune, but i hate to hear it in its hideous form that presently exists.Not a grown up goblinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04901745496167977627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1702927434455018993.post-31199702167993775472010-02-21T11:03:49.203+05:302010-02-21T11:03:49.203+05:30Dingy lanes. Houses stacked side by side than one ...Dingy lanes. Houses stacked side by side than one on top of the other, I've never been fascinated by another city (other than my own) as I had been by Calcutta. Three times, and I liked nothing better than the egg noodles I got in the streets for nine rupees (raised to twelve the third time I was there).<br /><br />I've never fancied dance. Classical, especially. But then again, I guess I'm just a guy. :)Karthik Purushothamanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08580757495657558373noreply@blogger.com