Wednesday, 20 August 2014

An aching void

By Pavithra Srinivasan

Something felt wrong today. As I walked the familiar streets back home, I felt an inexplicable ache in my heart. I couldn't make sense of it--it was just another day. 

But back home, I saw a message that my first Bharatanatyam Guru, a friend of my late grandfather's and my first window to the beautiful world of dance, had passed on. 

He was a towering pillar of the Kalakshetra school.

It makes sense now. Some bonds are beyond time, distance and this-worldly meaning. May his soul dance in Nataraja's shade, for all eternity.

Pavithra Srinivasan is a scholar at Oxford University

1 comment:

  1. Can you please include his name!