Am I a Goddess?
... in the end, Goddess is just a word. It simply means the divine in female form.
Girls encircle me in a cultural hall, everyone is conversing among themselves. They made me stand in the middle, I watched in all directions and said, “What? Why did you bring me here?”
Kee said, “We have decided to take you to the Dandiya competition for the upcoming Navaratri festival.”
I replied, “But you have been preparing for 7 days and how can you take me in the middle?”
Soni approached me and said, “Dear, we feel you are suitable for this role.”
I inquired, “What role?”
Sani barged from the entrance and said, “We can arrange costume jewellery and everything, you simply need to say yes.”
My friends still maintain the mystery.
I screamed in excitement, “Please girls can you talk clearly so I can understand.”
Kee again explained, “You have to play the role of Goddess.”
I am too stunned to say anything, I haven’t played any role in the University. I am nervous, extremely incredibly tense. looking at my friends face I said , “okay I will participate with you.”
Maybe my friends did not expect this from me and they were excited, cheering and kissing me.
In the evening we started rehearsing only two days left for Dandiya which is an Indian folk dance usually performed on Navaratri means nine days.
Seniors and my friends were supervising me and fixing missteps.
I said, “See I can’t do this.”
Soni persuaded everyone and said, “Let her be she is uneasy and don’t push She will conduct herself flawlessly on the set.”
On the day of the dance competition, everyone was excellent in colourful costumes and fine jewellery and I was beautified with a red sari, the crown and a Trident in my hand.
I the goddess stepped on the scene and we showed demon-killing my devotee.
During Navaratri, the fierce goddess eradicated the dangerous bloodthirsty demons who were causing damage to humanity.
Through the Goddess, we can discover our strength, enlighten our minds, own our bodies, and celebrate our emotions.
I am filled with anger, feeling how the goddess would feel when women in society are harassed. I kicked the demon and depicted as if I inserted a trident in his chest. I’m breathing heavily and sweating badly.
I can hear everyone cheering, enjoying and clapping after the performance. We went to the DJ night and I was satisfied, Dancing like there was no tomorrow.
“Dance is the hidden language of the soul of the body”
