Lights on.Center stage.
A screaming crowd.
That simple moment,worth a thousand smiles.
Hi,I am ODRIL.And I am a performer.
The day I realised I was made for the stage was the day I wore a serpant costume in 2nd grade and went up to stage.It was a fancy dress competition.We coud'nt be talking.We could just walk some way.Smile.Come back.I repeated this in my tiny mind.Over and over again.It was important.The moment came,I was on stage.But what happened after that did not fit in with my routine.I walked and I smiled,but I dint turn around.I stared at the croud,while the applause died down,and I spoke,effortlessly,'Heyy there.I am in 2nd-D.I want to win.I be snake.Ssss"
Come back.
Next thing,first prize.
Next next thing,that feel.
That thing which comes to a 8 year old when she wins a stupid fancy dress competition.
The rush I get when I am performing.
The feeling of being there and making it,making it to do something you love.
To feel the sweet tension,to do it there and then,nothing going on in your mind.The moment when nothing else in the world matters anymore.When it's onlyYOU up there,it's your moment.It's your day.And when you do it,the claps,the cheers,the Hi-fives and the,"OMG,I cant belive I just rocked the show!"
To dance,to act,to just go up there and flash some teeth.
That's my life,my hobby,my passion.
I remember when I first got promoted to Be(Danceworx),just before the workshop.I thought I would be located in some corner,since it was my first month in a senior batch.But,then someone must have once said,If you work hard enough and belive in your dreams,you can do it.And that is when I got Center stage,first row.THAT was when I realised once again that there are not many people in this world who can say without doubt that they have lived a moment in thier life,where for a milisecond everything was beyond perfect.I am one of the few.
And even if I am scared and nervous sometimes,or I mess up(I am not so fuck impossibly perfect,you know) or I seriously need a piss or I fall backwards doing a handstand.I still know that when I get my special moment,up there,with the lights on me,I'll shine in my own heart.I'll be happy.I'll live for myself.
And that's what its about,aint it?
About feeling good about yourself and being on the top of the world once in a while.
Just once in a while:)
Tell me what you thinkkk x)
Lovee,
ODRIL.
Monday, March 29, 2010
You are on stage,baby.
Posted by Odril at 12:02 AM
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3 comments:
Ah the feeling of being on the stage. I don't have it by the way, I'm have terrible stage fright. The only times I've gone on stage is to do a quiz show. I've won some of them luckily. :)
Your description of being in the spotlight is very touching and I could connect to it even with my inexperience. I do know what kind of hard work goes into a performance before we see the final product on stage so I can imagine how grand that feeling must be.
Cheers!
Wow! It must be great, the feeling! I'm not a performer but i can see the feelings you have for the stage, it must be great! :)
And that incident you had when you were 8, it's pretty cute! :)
Somak,
Yes,we're all special in our own way.
That feeling is just as you express it.
And even if you don't have it,I am sure there is something else in the world that you equally enjoy.That's what makes us unique,doesnt it? It's all what makes us connect.
In our own way.
Chocolate lover,
IT IS! IT IS!
That incident is engraved in my mind.
And my love for the performing arts has only just begun.
Take care both of youu.
x
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