So lately its fair to say there've been twinges of self pity.
Things not flowing the way they ought to be ...
Just when Id curled into a bundle of sorrow...I met a soul whos spirit made me ashamed to wallow.
It was Dassera the day stretched ahead an empty space... Id taken myself off to the local parlour for some (cheap but much needed pampering). The regular manicurist was on holiday. Instead there was a cheery girl from the north east .
She spoke perfect english and perhaps encouraged by my frequent thank yous and pleases decided she felt comfy enough to chat with me.
She suddenly looked up at me and asked me if i liked to dance. I was surprised by the question bcoz the girl has got to be at least 20 years younger than me....
The fact that shed picked up on my energy astounded me. Because I do so love to dance and darn it all its been ages...:)
Then we had this chat about how both of us tended to clean our houses whilst dancing away with our broomsticks... :):).
The girls doing her internshiop at the salon and lives in a hostel at the other end of town. She hasnt been home in 2 years and is matter afact about the sacrifices shes made for her career.
She didnt know it but she reminded me of many things that day :
a) Life doesnt treat all of us equal. But that doesnt mean you stop smiling.
b) You can still dance you can still smile you can still make it happen :)!
Thanks lady... I salute ur spirit. I know there are many like you and i hope you see your dreams come true.
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