A Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a child.

She had a God-Mother, who resided in her soul's wild.

Tagorean Dance form was the celestial being named,

With Her caress, every emotion the tiny-tot claimed.

Here is the story of once an exuberant teen.

Out of an affianced abuse, she now came clean.

Her God-Father Kathak Dance form,

Never left her finger till her dancing feet were firm.

Evil comes in all shape and form.

This time it arrived in the guise of drudgery and office norm.

The Fairy God-Mother was no less.

This time Salsa was her amicable face, to rescue the neo adult in distress.

Now is the journey of a middle-aged bride.

She still has her ethereal God-Father by her side.

Uday Shankar Dance form is now His honorific.

With this she is blessed to take poised strides and knows no grief.