For my friend Shoban who dances with so many things

Innerdialects


Contemporary Dance
Dear Shoban,

Your feet are wings and you stay there like a princess shedding cues and dimples, and I am dazzled at the strength in your eyes

Some one took you off the wheelchair and you stood on their feet, little limbs helpless around gravity but hanging in  on stage

your skirts swung around slightly swaying hips, I noticed the mehndi in your feet and palms, thought how very sweet, and the kohl in your eyes

but what can define that smile? Yes last night the stars hung back in awe as your fingers beat their own rhythm in the air ; we needed to laugh and cry at the same time and that was such a relief , to shout out loud like you always do Shoban, with joy.

With Joy.

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