"...the woods are lovely dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep". Robert Frost
Friday, July 27, 2007
Tribute to Balanna!....
I used to open those gates with a special sense of feeling......( a feeling that sprouts from intense admiration , respect !)...I knew I was entering the house of God...( of course! I was entering the temple of dance...). I involuntarily prayed..." let all my actions and words be always right!"...
I was always welcomed by his compassionate smile and kind words! They immediately put me at ease! No one had to prompt me to fall at his feet and seek his blessings! It just happened . He was always at Padukka's side , like a pillar of strength , with whose support and companionship , the artiste in her bloomed.
Last week I was in an elated mood! The music and rhythm that emanated from my music system would invite me into a world of dance ...which would raise my spirits ....and all three of us ( my two little boys and me) would dance around in our living room ..energizing every cell in our body...later plunge on to our couch , on top of each other , our walls echoing enchanted giggles! That night , I dream t of him! As usual beside his sister and my Guru.
" May God bless you, ma!" he echoed in his usual affectionate tone.
I reflected on my dream the next day....and came to a conclusion that I was contemplating too much on my days at Chennai , and my dance classes!
Yesterday , my Amma called from India ......" Balanna is no more!.... he passed away!"
My hands went cold .... and I replayed my dream once again....
" When?" I asked....feeling a burner glowing in my stomach!
"5 days back!", came the reply.
It must be my flight of imagination , or just an accidental co incidence of incidents!.....I like to believe that passport and visa were not hindrances for him , after he left his body....so that he could come and bestow his blessings on me!
I felt a pain rolling in my throat....trying to find a vent!... But I knew for sure that I was blessed!
Yes , when I open those gates again, I will no longer be welcomed by his kind talk and compassionate smile....
Yes ,who ever came across him will miss his presence!...
May his blessings and good will ....that he has left behind....kindle our spirits ....and enlighten our lives!
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So touching.....
I know that feeling.... I faced the same emotions when my dance guru passed away some years ago...
I will make it simple - everybody is here or around for a reason, for a purpose. Those who find the reasons & purpose leave this world later, in peace, those who search all their life usually die disheartened. From what you write, Balanna and all other guru's belongs to the former group...he WILL rest in peace..
Nanditha..only His physical presence has left...that he blessed you in your Dream- substantiates it-
yeah. i have heard of incidents like that before.. no explanations!! may his soul rest in peace..
thats so very sad. May his soul rest in peace!
Keshi.
Lets his great talents be found on you!!!.May his soul lead you.
I pray for the Great Soul...
Enjoyed going thru the meaning of "Ramayana Masam",as known in Kerala...:)..
Thaz very sad. His memories will always stay with you his cherished moments with you will always stay green.
Nanditha, I don't know if you are familiar with Jung, the Swiss analyst who coined "Synchronicity," but his theories on so-called happenstance would support the belief that Balanna did indeed visit you in your dreams. It wasn't your imagination nor coincidence at all, but a strong acausal connection of great meaning.
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Very sad..my heartfelt condolences
memories of people we respect and love linger for eternity ,with time they are etched into soft patterns of nostalgia ,these thoughts spur us forwards in the way they taught us
balanna has directed his creative capabilites in the art he bestowed on his students and its life is infinte
memories of people we respect and love linger for eternity ,with time they are etched into soft patterns of nostalgia ,these thoughts spur us forwards in the way they taught us
balanna has directed his creative capabilites in the art he bestowed on his students and its life is infinte
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