As
fall descends upon the east cost of United States and makes people cringe at
the thought of summer getting over, there is a community that is waiting all
year just for autumn to begin. For autumn means Garba season is about to start.
Garba
is one form of Indian folk dance that has kept up with the times and
have added flavor from the present era. From heart surgeons to hip hop kids,
all ascend to the area school gyms or convention centers over the weekend to
dance at the beats of the Dhol.
Navratri
is nine nights of garba, but we non-resident Indians have adjusted Navratri as
per our schedule. Instead of nine successive nights, we celebrate it over four
weekends. The working women and men, dressed in business casual clothes from 9
to 5, toss them aside as soon as they get home to garb themselves in stunning ghaghra/choli, kurta/pyjamas and head to
temples, school gyms and arenas. Navratri is a medley of dance, fun,
festivities, bonhomie and religious devotion. The resounding drumbeats, the
chimes of the bell, the synchronized claps, everything comes in the perfect rhythm.
Garba’s
are so electrifying, and mood is so contagious that spectators become performers.
Being an ardent garba fan, I manage to shake a leg or two whenever I get a
chance. It’s unfortunate that my passion for garba doesn’t reflect on my steps.
A few of my friends & family have tried to teach me over the years and have
lost hope. There is a famous Amitabh Bachchan dialogue, “Hum jahan khade ho jaate hain,
line wahi se shuru hoti hain.” In my case, it’s the otherway round…”Hum
jahan khade ho jaate hain, line wahi pe samapt ho jati hai.” But I
don’t let my Sunny Deol syndrome stop me from enjoying the beats of the
dhol.
This
Navratri, let’s all bask in the glory of music and dance. Let the nine nights
of Navratri pulsate with positive vibes and high energy.
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