Another shocking topic? Another marketing gimmick? Yes, for sure. For I want to get this across to as many ILites as possible and have to resort to some promotional measures for a good cause. Beautiful Moderators, you wont have a chance to even move the mouse by a millimeter to issue infractions to your dear Varalotti. For this thread is going to be as clean as clean can be. (Another clarification: when I mean beautiful moderators I do mean all of you Mobs. One Moderator sent a pm to me telling that as I keep on addressing Beautiful Moderators, she feels kind of left out. Why don’t you drop the adjective, Sridhar, she asked. I replied that she IS beautiful as all moderators are. As all ILites are. So I am going to stick to my guns, sorry, my way of addressing) My niece’s dance arangetram was on 14<SUP>th</SUP> July. I came to Chennai for that and as an added bonanza had the chance to meet the two great ILites on that day. C1 and C2. Enough has been written about that wonderful meeting. I wanted to announce the details of Arangetram of my niece Ms.Amrita Varshini and invite all the ILites to the programme. I was not sure about the propriety of using the forum for such a purpose; I was not sure whether it might be construed as a kind of self-promotion. Hence I had to deny myself that pleasure. First I did not want to write about the function either. But after seeing the performance and after having some wonderful experience which transformed me for the better and after seeing some incontrovertible evidence in support of my heroine Shalini of SHE, I could not help posting a short account of what happened on that day. If I promote my niece because she is my niece, that is nepotism. But if I do not report about her talents only because she is my niece, then that is reverse nepotism, which is at least as bad as nepotism, if not worse. I was assigned to head the Reception Committee and promptly occupied the strategic seat in the main entrance to Naradha Gana Sabha main hall where the performance was held. The auditorium had a capacity of 768 seats (I did the counting physically because another person “guesstimated” that there are 2000 seats. Only to counter him I did the row and column counting and arrive at the exact figure. (Moral of the story for the other man: Never challenge an accountant on anything connected with ‘figures’) When the performance started at 6:45 pm there were not even 150 people in the hall. It was raining outside. My sister-in-law, the artist’s mother was in tears. I told her not to worry, things would take care of by themselves. Slowly people started to walk in – in singles, in groups, in gangs, in formations. By half past seven the auditorium was almost full. I was happy, thanked God and went in to see the dance. Varsha, as my niece is known to us, was dancing with an effortless grace. Even while performing the most difficult movements the smile never left her face. And when she started showing the bhavas, she made us laugh, cry, shake in fear and freeze in shock. A lady came and sat near me. I was a little shy. The lady told me in the gap between two numbers: “They have lied. This is not this girl’s debut. She looks like a seasoned artist.” That was about the best compliment I have heard about the girl’s performance. My brother (he is also a CA working for a software company) and his wife did not take the short cut route to arangetram. The girl was trained by her present Guru Ms.Urmila for 5 years continuously for this debut show. No wonder she did well. A dance show is much more of a team work than a cricket match. The person who sang and who did the choreography had done his homework perfectly well. In fact at one point his beautiful voice and his soulful rendering of the song proved to be a distraction.