It wasn’t unusual for my dad to gear me up to the dance class, on a bright Sunday morning and that is when the boy running mobile laundry comes to collect the dry clothes for regular laundry as well. Seeing me getting ready, “Where does your daughter learn Bharatanatyam akka?” he asked, referring to my mom to which mom replied “T.Nagar”. He asked, “Why do you go so far when there is one at the next lane???!!” and that is how I acquainted with Divyanjali. It was a cramped place, though, full of dancers, I spotted “Miss” amidst other students and she went about correcting their flaws while dancing- My first reaction being “How young can a teacher be?!” and still am wondering the same…From ethnic classical dance shows to the vivacious “Thillana Thillana” (the then popular dance show in SUN TV) we were then members of the performing team (of kids) ready to dance on any stage! I owe this kind of self- confidence that I received, to Divyanjali!My Arangetram in 2000 furthermore contributed to my closeness with my dance school where I felt at home. In thick and thin Divyanjali family have supported me and in times of my utter distress Divyanjali has stayed with me. With Miss I felt more than what is called a teacher-student relation. Art of teaching is also one of the greatest techniques that Miss has taught that has made me fit to become a staff of Divyanjali which makes me feel immensely elevated. Divyanjali is not merely dance institution but to me it is an inspiration…I look upon Divyanjali as a Banyan tree, planted CIT Nagar, that grew with the drops of sweat shed by our teacher which later spread out its branches at Kalpakkam, and KK Nagar. It now supports lots of students, gives them aids and makes them feel at home and makes me happy that I am a part of this joyous family!!!
