Music versus Dance.......

When i was a kid i was crazy about Bharatnatyam ,when ever i use to listen to any sort of music my foot use to give response ,i have done lot of foot tapping, i still remember i had developed my own styles , even if i want to go to kitchen to have a cup of water i use to do that in Bharatnatyam style i was dancing doll then, when i attended few marriages i use to dance for the music played there , i never used to care for people, Bharatnatyam is a great art its a gift, even now i love Bharatnatyam but i did not continue the art, i feel i really really missed it,now its not too late but currently i cant enroll for Bharatnataym classes .................... i don't think that flexibility remains now,we were told how to read what to read ,going to college coming back to home with time i just forgot dancing,we were not aware of how to nurture our passion....
As a kid i used to hate listening to music , i felt music is very passive and dancing involves physical involvement , time elapsed............................. who am i to judge all this ?
But now i feel music is associated with our inner selves ,music is a language of heart ,its the way to express your feelings music relates directly to our hearts, music doesn't have any language barrier , you can find the peace that you have lost in the long run of this hectic life ,music is truth my respect to music as increased dramatically proving my grown up attitude,

now if we come to my voice its really not a melodious kind made for signing ,only choice left is to learn some instruments , i like to play guitor and even like flute, am thinking of taking one at a time and I can give my due respect to music in this way atleast ,

one more dream is to play this instrument in a place where there is no human intervention ,place which is filled with natures beauty ,and i must be alone sitting hours together forgetting who am ................ to the level that i must forget my own name... haha lets see if this dream comes true i will surely post it.......

I reinvented my smile

One of my friends pointed at me and said he never seen me smiling ,my god i really did not know about that ,well i said we meet in the college during our internals, boring seminars, externals during which smiling is prohibited ,your sincere efforts to put some smile is invain .......

But when i thought about that i felt what he said was actually true,and also i thanked him for that valuable suggestion.

He also told smile is a gift given by God but all are not gifted some people cant smile,

i did not continue with that argument there,but could not stop thinking about that ....

i said to myself smile is not a gift by God its my right ,God as given every thing and smiling is our own duty we cant demand God to give the gift of smiling ,i have a reason to smile... ,i felt if i ever forget to smile then am punishing my own self, i felt i deserve a smile ,in the long run i might have forgotten to smile but am not missing any Gods gift of smiling.......when you smile it signals positive energy within us, its a symbol of good health, friendship, life

so from then onwards i have taken every oppurtunity to keep a smile on my face....

keep smiling...

its true.....

back in memory continued....

when i use to be inside the campus when i was a student here i use to experience a kind of calmness inside me ,my mind used to be at the right place, it never use to think about past neither about future , heart use to be filled with unconventional joy and love , same happened even now, i felt i have rediscovered myself.
college looked heavily populated by new faces which did not recognise me even i did not care to find who are they ,i just saw all of our favorite places where we use to sit and talk and also some time we use to play hide and seek ,really great times spent there ,bhavana and her gang managed all such funny stuffs thanks a lot for that, slowly i walked through the campus gazing at all those places, buildings trees which barely know me even i took some snaps , i finished my work of submitting resume ,with heavy heart i walked back.........

savi savi nenapu saavera nenapu,

Back in memory

I had been to my B.E college today , i think after 2 and half years this is the first time i had been there, when i just got down from the bus my heart was filled with joy ,the feeling was like after marraige when gals come back to their mom's place , with a smile on my face i started the journey further ,because we have to walk about 2km from the bus stop ,when we were in college we use to walk daily 4 kms, that was like boon in disguse because it helped all of us to maintain good figures ,just i walked on the road cherishing all the memories of my college days ,its a sub urban area , both side of the road has fields ,even the sun was on his highest energy levels breez was dam cool, many things have changed there from barber shop to internet cafe u will find every thing there but in sub urban estyle... when i reached the college i was just shocked to see college has been developed to its highest limits, really felt good ,each and every block was well furnished ............y i had been to my college i will continue later....

Each and every day is a new experience, i would like to share all my views with my readers ,what i have learnt from life ,my experiences,my taste ..........

this blog is just the result of my random thoughts............................