Karma & The Clown

                    

Dolly with Monika who helped with make-up, 13/09/2016

'Karma' is created, they say, by thoughts, words and deeds... 

This is a story of how I became a clown; specifically, at a friend's son's B'day party...:D

  "If she wants to be a clown, then let her be the clown of the class", said the class VIII teacher Ms. Ghouse... She may have said it sarcastically; I tend to take things at face value...

 I finally dressed up as a clown at a kid's B'day party... But even as the idea of doing so was taking shape, I came across a workshop to be conducted by someone whose show my little niece Diva and I had really admired almost one and half years ago...

Diva with 'Popo', Rupesh Tillu @ Prithvi, 20/05/2015

"Popo! Tie your shoe-laces, or you'll fall down!" All the kids sitting up front inside Prithvi Theatre cried out to help the over-confident and bungling clown... We loved him, adults and kids alike, in his show about Popo and the Frog King. I got in touch with Rupesh Tillu on fb and jumped at the chance of training at a workshop with him.

The Clowns in September (9th -11th), 2016, found themselves under guidance from Rupesh Tillu. Pic by a friend.

A workshop where we learned among other things, how to 'Connect with the Audience', 'Dare to Share' and 'Comfort the Disturbed' in a very limited time:) We are all hoping to get more training from him:)

Sharda @ Ganesh Puja

'Rangoli' by ShrushTi  at the lobby...

 So, Sharda invited me to her place in Mulund... It's like going to another city from where I stay in Malad. So, she wanted to make it worth my while by calling me for a stay-over and enjoy the festivities. This was during the Ganesh Puja in her building, as, she's relatively free during the holidays.












(I cannot help but admire all married women who look after family and kids). I took a bus and reached in time for lovely lunch and colourful cake that was made by her daughter for the cooking competition the evening before that.

This evening they had the dance contest with wonderful Marathi songs. The manDap was painted by the boys.

Sharda helped me dress up...

With Sharda and her little sister Pushpa...

Her little sister has kids of her own now...

 I thoroughly enjoyed myself; and love the fact that this year there was a definite surge in charity instead of the general splurge... I hope next year onwards the 'Dhol's and music systems would also have a decibel cut-off limit.