Art At Its Best

This is one of the best and most unique heart touching performance I have ever seen !
Unbelievably good!

Dance On!

Daily Prompt: What are your earliest and fondest memories of dance?


One thing I want to make clear is, I’m not good with memories. I don’t remember much from my childhood except a few extremely significant events. Similarly I’ve an attention span of a freakin’ goldfish.

Now Coming to dance, as my mom tells me I was cute little dancer at my uncle’s wedding. I was probably three years old then and apparently everyone from my family remembers my dance performance EXCEPT ME! So I guess this is true :
Every single time when their is a family gathering, my that dance performance is discussed to this day. According to them I danced my ass off with my other cousin who is one year older than me (meaning he was four then). He and I danced hand in hand, me in my orange tutu  frock and he with his buzz cut hair and a suit !

In normal circumstances I wouldn’t have believed them but they even have a photographic evidence for my this crime. I searched really hard for that photograph but unfortunately I wasn’t able to find it now so you will have to make do with this by Imagining this little me dancing around in an orange tutu:


Yes this is me, always a little adventurous and fashionable at the same time 😀

Celebrating too much?

Daily Prompt: Celebrate Good Times

You receive some wonderful, improbable, hoped-for good news. How do you celebrate?

Cartoon Silhouettes

Oh my, first of all hoping i don’t get a heart attack due to the amount of happiness i will feel , I’ll thanks God for it !

And then…….hmmmm…..I’ll jump up and down on the bed. Dance like crazy in my room with the Black eyed peas song “I GOTTA FEELING” (That tonight’s gonna be a good night) blaring on full volume.
A little twerking, a little hip hop, a little shuffling and lot of ridiculous moves that are better not be told !

Then I’ll run around the house like a madman after its victim, Which in my case usually means TEASING my big brother !
Its a good thing he gets agitated quickly so i don’t have to work too much to make him mad. (And hey i am not the bad guy here, he used to do the same to me when i was little. And he still doesn’t miss the chance to irritate me. So its lawfully my RIGHT to do the same to him ! )

So i basically rub my happiness in his face and CHICKEN dance around him until he gives into my persuasions to irritate him. And OH BOY, when he gets irritated its nuclear war inside our house. We fight like dogs. Hitting each other with every thing we can find from plastic jugs(along with its water) to alarm clocks !
(Ok so what if I hit him only ONCE with the alarm clock from the point blank range, i got really mad at him. But unfortunately it missed his giant head by only an inch shattering the clock and its glass into million pieces. He WAS, after all, teasing me so don’t judge )

It usually ends up with one of us crying . Okay okay I’ll tell the truth , it ALWAYS ends up with ME crying and him feeling guilty and then apologizing to me and me hitting or biting him hard once again !

SO much for celebrating happiness, No?