Hello,let me introduce to you all.Myself Disha Tripathi a college going student, yessss from now onwards.Today is the very first day of my college;so its feeling everthing new inside & out in myself.
Believe me,I am feeling very special today guess what it is?Actually, today i m feeling like a newly brand product launched in college’s market.(lol..)
I m saying this because others were peeping me like an alien landed from any spacecraft.And yes i didn’t mentioned that my views are also same about these aliens.As I entered into my college,i gotto to know that the ragging is prohibited here.Nice na.
As I was searching for my class in the main corridor ;in the same process i found my previous school’s friend Ananya.And after meeting her i gotto know that she is also belonging to my faculty.Isn’t it amazing.Now I am relaxed that today’s day is not be going to be horrible for me.
My friend & me entered my new classroom having lots of stanger faces.One of our professor named Rashmi Mehta was the first face in the proffesors.She informed us about the “youth fests(YF)” which are going to organised in our college after 15 days.Participants were asked to give their entries with in five day.Oops! I din’t mentioned about “YF”.Actually “YF” is 3-4 days duration program in our college.It includes various curriculums like singing, dancing, painting,face paintings etc.
Well me n Ananya were one of the newly added elements of our college,so our excitment was touching the peak of desires.
Ananya said to me “Disha we will be the part of group dance competitions in soumya’s group”.
I replied”Ohk! as u say.Upcoming days are going to be splendful for us “.
She said “yeah! we will rock”.
After sometime, i murmured with me”wait a minute.How can I participate?I don’t even know the ‘D’ of dance.”
I discussed the same with Ananya.She said “Offo!If you can’t dance then no problem.Do the same step as soumya told to do.Thats it.”
I replied “ohk.I am specialised in cheating.hehe”
She smiled for a while & then first day of college came to end.
Sorry i didn’t told you about main heroine of this story i.e Our dance coreographer Miss Soumya.Actually after 5 days our practise session got started & I was informed on that day only that our dance basis is “SEMI-CLASSICAL”.My mind got a huge burst.I asked to myself “why only such terrific things leads in my life?Why can’t danger came to my way by knocking my intuition?I haven’t seen myself dancing in semiclassical way even in my dreams.”
I settled down my mind position and told to myself “I can do it.”(How can such word be soo energetic?).
Everyday,Soumya used to taught me the steps on every beat of the song & believe me I was always failed to reach her expectations lol…. Earlier, I thought she is a very dedicated type of dancer & every perfectionist sometimes got upset when we do things wrong in their field.
So I do practise for her sake; I repeat for her sake only.But what I am seeing that she use to find peculier & small mistakes even in the Ananya’s dance(who is one of the good dance of our former school).
Later on my whole opinion about her seems to be submerging & Itraced her as a Dancer who it typically suffering from “dancing” disease or better to say her proudness.
It was left only 5 days for competition & we didn’t completed even the half song because Soumya’s half time was typically engaged in her lectures lols…
After such a long tolerrance i got a good new which strucked my ears that Miss Soumya is making mind to remove one of the bad dancer of the groups of which i think all the group members were in her hit list 🙂 & guess what happen?
Right , I was the one who was very much eager to go out 😉 . But I hided out my feelings in this expression 😦 .
I guess i m good at hiding my emotions specially happiness. Finally the the tape got started & our favourite teacher stood in front of us in order to do elimination.
And then my dirty mind got in working position.I do start dancing as worst as I can in the whole group & finally succeeded in wining the prestigious certificate of elimination 🙂
Soumya said “Sorry Disha we can’t include you in my group”.
I replied”Its ohk yaar!Don’t feel sorry” in very sad manner and that i was not.
I packed my bag ,picked up the bus to get back to home & shared the whole senario with my Father.
MY father replied in a joking tone”weldone my daughter.Today You proved that you are my child”
ME & MY father just laughed n laughed n laughed & finally i switched on Radio Mirchi which was playing my favourite tune “PAPPU CAN’T DANCE…. 😉
NOTE:Sometimes doing bad can help us to make good thing happens in our life… that what i want to convey by this post…
PS:so tired after typing this post.
PS: elections are on.
PS: busy in files, assignment n project.
PS: presently in nail bitting situation.
PS:song of the day : haule haule hojayega pyaar…
PS;leaving now bye to all. 🙂
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