And The Dance Continues....

Dear Rama,

Only few writers have the ability to put into words, their feelings, their thoughts and inner experiences in a majestic way and you have this innate talent.

When I think of my grandma there are few towering personalities belonging to the film world that comes to my mind. Lalitha Pawar, Durga Khote and Nirupa Roy- the most dreade mothers, almost in all the movies. I was completely under her control till the time I got married and the very next year after my marriage she passed away.

It is sad that I have not inherited even one tenth of her talent, her courage or her versatile skills. Nice to go through your writing and as usual it was a pleasure to read on.

Agatha83

 

Hi Sabs
Your title brought the "Nataraja" to mind. "The cosmic dance better continue; else there would be catastrophe". was the first thought that occurred to me.
The motions of the Universe are what keeps us alive and the balance they strike is of paramount importance to the entire Universe.

Coming to grandmothers - yes I had the privilege of interacting with my grandmothers though the association was not for long.
My paternal grandmother taught me how to do things patiently and completing a job with a clean finish.
My maternal grandma always encouraged movement. She never liked to sit down for long. I must have seen her take a afternoon siesta for about an hour at the most. The rest of the time she always was physically active.
For her movement was the asana of "Sthira Sukham".

Very lovely article as always.