Shimmy my life back

A small part of me is back.

I ditched dancing for so long because of the negative remarks I kept getting. It went to the extent of being called names, you know of which kind.  Eastern people will forever link dance to trash, unfortunately.

I've always had a passion for dancing. Ever since I was a kid, I'd stand in front of the television set and copy the dance clips. It made me enter my own dream world.

I remember clearly the day me, Mimi, jenna and the Lebanese business tycoon had dinner at Paparazzi. There were very few tables occupied. 2 tables away were a bunch of Arabs or Asians minding their own business and socializing over dinner. The Latino band started playing, and something felt alive within me. I swear that sometimes when I used to dance, it felt more like an out-of-body experience. Something within me couldn't stay still. So I excused myself and got up and danced. It was only me on the dance floor that night. I didn't care about what anyone thought. I only wanted to enjoy myself and my time. Pretty soon, I wasn't even aware of anyone else's existence anymore. It was just me becoming one with the music. It felt euphoric. And all of a sudden, the music ended, I was forced out of my trance and back into reality to the sound of applause from them all. I was surprised mainly because I could not remember how I danced.

Last Tuesday I went back to Lydia. She remembered me immediately and even recalled my name. She told me once again how good I used to be and how I was the only one who practiced. I joined the beginner's class and even though I still had it, I've forgotten some of my most basic moves like the shimmy. The classes have advanced alot since my days but I am sure I'll be able to catch up and enjoy the process. I couldn't hide my grin as we were dancing. I could see a smile forming on my chest as if my body was expressing its pleasure.

I want to take up dancing once again, is what I told Lydia. And I cannot wait till my next class.
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Lovely furniture, light colors the way I like it:

Till we meet again,

Sedeso