This is my story of
that one moment that filled me with hope and optimism and transformed my life
forever
I have an elder
sister who excels in what ever she does from sports to academics to co-curricular
activities like dramatics ,dance and singing. Throughout my childhood I had
been content to be her shadow and I felt great pride in doing so .My elder
sister was greatly praised and admired by all the family members and acquaintances.
Often there were comparison between her and my talents, however I was never jealous
of her and stuck to my laid back attitude. I often joked with her that since
she had been ahead of me in the queue she had been granted all the talent by
god and since I being younger was behind her there was nothing left for me
.Like so many households her things like clothes toys and books were passed on
to me but there was one exception and that was her Ghunghroo’s or feet bells
which she wore for her dancing sessions or whenever she gave her performance. She did not
allow me to even touch them as she held them very dear.
By the time I
joined college she had already won several dance competitions and represented
our college at various dance events. Being her younger sister was no mean task
as people and teachers expected a lot of excellence and perfection from me as
well. However I was indifferent to all this pressure and remained unperturbed
by all this expectation and attention.
It was the time of the year when we were about
to host the college festival. My elder sister was the reigning champion in the
classical dance section and everybody expected here to win the championship and
retain her crown and bring laurels to the college. She was working very had on
her dance steps and I watched every move of hers very closely. Then twenty days
before the main competition she slipped and fractured her foot. Doctors adviced her full rest. She could not even walk
properly leave alone dancing,so her taking part in the dance competition was
out of the question. This made the college principal greatly perturbed as she
had been banking on my sister to win and bring glory to the college. However at
this moment we were facing a situation when there was nobody to represent the
college at the dance event. The situation was even more grave as we were the
hosting college. There was very little time for anyone else to put together a
winning performance.The teachers and the principal held a meeting to
decide the further course of events. They came to the conclusion that they
should put up a candidate to give a performance as a face saving gesture. No
body was willing to perform in place of
my sister as they felt that they would not be able to do justice and live up to
the standard of dance set up by my sister.When everyone had lost hope my sister
spoke to the principal and proposed my name. When I saw a great crowd at the
notice board I stopped and saw my name as the dance participant to represent
our college. I was taken aback and rushed to my sister. Before I could say
anything to her she took my hand and placed on them her precious Ghunghroo’s (Feet
dancing bells). She patted me on the back and told me that I could do the
impossible and win the dancing competition. She told me that she was confident
that I would perform even better then her. This was a moment that made me step
out of her shadow and instilled in me the hope and optimism to be a winner .
Her words infused in me the desire to prove myself and bring glory to my sister
and my college. I practiced day and night under the strict supervision of my
sister. On the day of the competition when I went on stage I wanted to excel
and live up to the expectations placed upon me by my sister. As soon as I
completed my performance the hall resounded with loud claps and cheers. I was
declared the winner with unanimous decision. This moment could be realized only
because of that moment when my sister had put her faith in me and filled me
with hope and optimism to do the impossible .Now I am an individual by
myself ready to face the future.
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