Tuesday, December 8, 2009

I Wouldn't Forgo Dancing For A Million Bucks



It has been real long since i last put on my dancing shoes and shades and do my thing on the dance floor. My passion and love for dancing cannot be described with words alone. It is not about being famous or to sparkle in competitions. It is more of feeling satisfied being able to dazzle around the dance floor and being acknowledge by other dancers that i am doing it right. It feels so free as if i am able to liberate myself from my body.

I remember as a kid during my time, we do not have roller blades but skates was in trend. My first pair of skates made me feel out of control, scared ,out of balance but once i get a hang of it,i've never felt so free as if i was flying. I guess this is the thrill that i get from dancing.

In life, i have made friends with people from all walks of life . I have never felt so belonged till i embrace the art of dancing. My mom tried to persuade my dad into dancing but i guess he is rather busy with his work and other hobbies such as golf and visiting places. At times i think busy is just an excuse. Perhaps my dad sees dancing as just another hobby and a waste of time. Perhaps my dad is worried that he might step on someone's feet or lose balance and embarass himself. Perhaps my dad thinks dancing isn't macho enough and at times i sense that he didn't like the idea of me dancing.

Whatever the reasons may be, after several failed attempts of trying to get him to feel the excitement of dancing, it was clear that his not at all interested. Due to incident in the past i think my dad has got a rather negative perception towards dancing and eventhough he didn't forbid my mom to continue dancing but it is rather obvious that he didn't like the idea.

My mom was very supportive of me dancing and taking after her foot steps but out of the blue she somehow changed her mindset and adviced me to concentrate on my career and other hobbies.I do understand that career comes first however it seemed like she's not as encouraging as she used to be towards the idea of me dancing.

I kept questioning myself "Why the change?" Well , its hard to understand my old folks nowdays.

1 comment:

Nikoru said...

anyhow i owe it to my dad for being such a cool role model and always supporting me throughout life's journey eventhough he didn't talk much...but action speaks louder than words,and i also owe it to my mom for introducing me to all the good things in life though she isn't very keen on the idea of me dancing lately...but i believe she's considering the fact that i'm still young and need to focus on my career...she's just afraid i might take up dancing as my career path