Medu Vada

When you meet me, I hope you notice my bangles, my jhumkas, my smile, and my enthusiasm.
Being able to wear all these attributes is a bioproduct of being a dancer.
I can't say I remember my first dance class, but I do remember the tears that followed in the years later. My most memorable experience from those first few years was when I was dropped off for my dance classes exactly 7 minutes early; but as I said my goodbyes my tiny 7-year-old brain had an idea. So as I walked down the hallway preparing myself to turn right, there was a voice a tiny voice in my head telling me otherwise. I turned my head back and saw only an empty hallway, no one was there. Let's just say I ended up hiding in a bathroom for 1 hour. When I look back now I find it quite ironic and funny to see how much my changing perspective has impacted me. But since then dance has become the constant in my life, even when I didn't enjoy it. It gave me something to strive for. It was what what sparked a confidence that tricked into my daily life. That sense of culture and self is something I greatly acknowledge in everything I do.