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122 #SS 52/2021

kanjivaram #kanjivaramsilk #gratitude

Saturday.
More chores than usual.
Dusting ceilings, wooden blinds, vaccuming, sweeping, mopping, a family affair.
Pottered about in the kitchen while the rest spring cleaned. Played deaf when called. Held down a stool over a chair as ceilings were dusted.
Showered. Lunched.
Catnapped to the sounds of husband musing as to where the dust comes from. I muttered exhaust fans, HRV, let me sleep.
Got ready for an evening function.
Draped this gorgeous cream and royal blue/purple kanjivaram handloom with diamond shapes, mangos on pallu and border. Had eyed Vocalist Dr Sowmya’s white and light blue kanjivaram when she’d performed in Auckland 15 years ago. Gifted by husband 3 years ago.
Invited to the inauguration of a beautiful multipurpose hall/auditorium.
Wonderful evening presided over by MPs, leaders of different societies, charities, communities.
Music, dance programmes, dinner.
Home in bed.
And now, a post of gratitude to close off the emulation themes and commence the new one.
Thank you to the lovelies who twinned with me :
Suneela Dhaneshwar
Risha Bhattacharya
Manisha Saini
Hitesha Rathi
Ameeta Welling
Rashmi Sareen
Poonam Agrawal
Alka Agrawal.
Am immensely grateful, humbled, honoured, overwhelmed with the love showered.
Imitation is, they say, the best form of flattery and I am on a high, feeling very flattered.
Thank you to the lovely lady Vini Tandon Keni whose brain/heartchild is this group.
Thank you to my gorgeous co moderators who put all of you first before themselves, reading posts at all hours of the day..and night.
So many of you said in your emulations, I am a talented musician, vainika.
I beg to differ.
I love music. Like each and everyone of you.
It takes me somewhere else.
Makes me fly, soar, takes me within, gets me to feel beyond feeling.
I love to learn. From my Guru, whom I love, respect, admire, fear in equal parts.
I love to teach, am grateful that I have found my passion in teaching. Whether it is music, adaptive tech, anything, I want to give what I have been given.
I want the ones I teach to be empowered, independent, to be able to fend for themselves, to be able to make a difference in the universe they exist in. I want for them to know, understand that music, the arts is to be an intrinsic part of them, and the sum of these parts, their careers, their arts are what will make them whole. I want them to know these can exist side by side and are not mutually exclusive.
I want for them, as for myself, to have an identity, flawed or not, and realise that being flawed makes one more real and is a matter of perspective and makes the journey to perfection that much more fascinating.
Yet, I know I have so much more to do for myself, for others. So much to practise, to learn, to reinvent, to refine.
I know I don’t time manage well. I am guilty all the time.
I make false promises after every class, saying I have to get on top of a krithi or raga, yet I don’t put enough sweat into it.
Other things always take priority. And that irks me.
I love writing.
The writing more than the saree and food photos. I dream of going viral, yes at this ripe old age of 56+, yet, I know I don’t push my passion to the limits.
And so, I love music, love learning, love teaching, love writing.
And,
not But,
And am an Average Jane.
A normal musician, teacher, self-professed writer, sishya.
Continuing, failing, succeeding, continuing to push myself to attain the heights I want to, my Gurus expect me to.
Because ultimately it’s the journey to attain these goals that’s the fun part.
I pray all of you enjoy the journey you’ve undertaken.
Thank you for looking out for me and each other in this lovely safe Sisterhood.