Celebrating life!

“Your profession?,” they ask. “Dancer!,” they exclaim. Ha! And Ha! They laugh in his face. How is he supposed to look after his family they think aloud in their head and on their faces, for passion has no place in their calculations only a Bharat Ratna can save him from their disappointed stares as they watch his retreating form going for his next successful stage performance.

She traces her fingers nimbly on the ground here, there, everywhere not stopping for a beat. She must finish the drawing before it is dawn. She stops not for breath she stops not for break she rushes without a blink as she painstakingly draws every line. It is her first here. They will judge her today too. The new bride will be measured by the intricateness beauty and dexterity of her kolam . It is finally done. Just as dawn appears and the mother-in-law steps out with a yawn. “Hmmm” “Nothing like mine, daughter-in-law” “But this will do.” She finally breathes.