Was it Children's Day? There was this parade where my father was the chief guest and afterwards all went to the hall for the performances. First came the fairy girls to invoke the gods and goddesses, all clad in white and carrying tiny lamps. After the dance they came down the stage and sat next to me.
My rival looked beautiful in her white gown..faint fragrance of flowers enveloped us. Tiny droplets of water shone on her painted face like dewdrops . I wanted to touch them but she haughtily turned away.
The memory of those water drops on the painted face and the faint fragrance..that was the beginning of my fascination for dance.
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