Soaring High.......

On with the dance! let joy be unconfined;

No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet

To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.

She pondered over the prospect...It was very easy to refuse.She could live with the thought that grace and finesse weren't hers to keep.Yet it had been a dream...An unfulfilled wish, to be able to twirl and twist...to have those nimble toes rise above the ground and those arms gracefully curve.


She had been mocked and laughed at for her lack of dancing skills, yet the rebel within wanted to prove them all wrong.She wanted to dance and break into song. "Stop being so apprehensive, its worth a try", she affirmed to herself and took the plunge.


Here she stood with 20 others, nervous at first about being judged. The music begun and they all started to sway, she joined in too with her eyes shut tight, waiting for the laughter to erupt. Minutes passed by and she heard nothing but the rhythmic pitter patter of feet.She opened her eyes and looked around,they were all lost in the music so deep. No one was staring no one was judging.Everyone were focusing on getting it right.


A small smile spread across her face.All those years of being afraid now seemed a waste. She knew she could claim the music with all her grace.And now her feet moved to a new pace. Apprehensions were replaced and a new light glowed from within her. For now she knew that this was the start.


This was the beginning of Soaring High....

An insight- This story has been inspired from my greatest fear.Something that scares me even more than ghosts or the dark.The fear of dancing.I don't know if its classified as a phobia, but I always thought  I wasn't good enough and always shied away from making a public mockery of myself.However,yesterday I attended my first dance class and it was a great start.I fumbled and lost track,but it felt so good in the end.Being able to conquer one of my worst fears and rising triumphant above it  all :)