Look at her – tooting her own horn,blowing her own trumpet, chiming her own bell!Thats what I would I have said with utmost conviction;had I read a post about someone writing about her own child’s performance.
But here I am,wearing the immodest woman’s cap and the doting mom’s shoes, and pleading guilty!
Yesterday was Ishaan’s first stage performance and that too it was a dance performance.Both of us parents are born with crooked,heavy feet made of lead which refuse to move to the rhythm.We are pathetic dancers, so having inherited our talentless genes,I never expected Ishaan to take any interest in dance.But we were in for a surprise!
A dear friend who is an excellent dancer,suggested that we put up a performance by our kids at the India festival.She took the ownership and the onus to teach them the dance steps.She patiently and painstakingly coached them,coaxed them and cajoled them into giving this flawless performance.Thanks to you Shalini,that we came to know that Ishaan has an inclination towards performing on stage, as he exclaimed -‘Our dance was too short, I wanted to keep going on and on at the stage!’
Its rightly said that kids are nothing but clay;it just takes the right hands to mould them.
And I watched this performance from backstage, but since then I’ve watched this video multiple times and it makes my heart swell with pride and it takes my breath away as my handsome dude grooves to :’Bachna ae haseeno,lo main aa gaya.’
Ishaan is the guy in the center.