Monday, 22 August 2016

The woman who danced her way into history

Striking music. Gilded dancers. The histories of our land brought to life before our very eyes by crisply choreographed routines filled with gestures passed down through the centuries.

This is Bharatanatyam. And I think it’s safe to say that it truly represents the pinnacle of art and culture in our incredible city of Chennai.

Bharatanatyam, for those who don’t know, is a form of Indian classical dance that originated in the temples of Tamil Nadu. It further developed into its own distinct style during 3rd and 4th century in ancient Tamilakam. Today, it has come to be a constant symbol for beauty and tradition in our quickly developing city. It is recognized, appreciated, and performed the world over, bringing pride to the land of its birth.

But such fame and acclaim is not easy to achieve. Bharatanatyam was moulded and modified and reborn countless times over the centuries with the help of visionary artists who helped make it into what it is today.


Perhaps the most prominent among them was a woman from Chennai. Her name was Rukmini Devi Arundale. And this is her story.

Rukmini Devi began her life in Madurai on the 29th of February, 1904, in a very intense time in Indian history. She soon moved with her Theosophist parents to Chennai where she grew up in close proximity to Annie Besant and the Theosophical Society. In her youth she was extremely fortunate to be exposed to a great deal of culture in various forms – dance, art, music, and theatre. She went on to marry noted British theosophist, George Arundale, and travelled the world making international connections to prominent members of the global society. She proved to be an efficient leader, and served as head of several international associations.

However she is best remembered for her work in Indian classical dance. Rukmini Devi was one of those who came late to their calling. Despite growing up surrounded by various forms of dance, she never truly cared for the art until 1924, when she saw the performance of renowned ballerina, Anna Pavlova in London. She was so inspired and moved, that she began to learn ballet herself (at the persuasion of Ms.Pavlova) and soon moved on to Indian dance. Years later, she finally found one that stole her heart - Bharatanatyam.

Rukmini Devi longed to learn and master ‘Sadir Attam’, one of the earlier forms of Bharatanatyam. She found herself a guru, and despite much social prejudice and stigma, she began her formal training. To me, the most striking part of her earliest stages of learning was that it was done in complete secrecy. She met her guru in private and took lessons with all doors and windows shut and someone always standing guard. She was determined to follow her passion and she didn’t let anybody stop her.

She went on to not only master the art, but revive and redefine it, presenting it to society in a new light. She took great care throughout the reinvention process, personally designing new costumes, new jewelry, and new makeup looks. She even introduced new instruments into the orchestra that provided the music. She created new routines and gestures, and truly pulled the artform out of the past and into the 20th century. She poured her heart and soul and time and talent into her work and the results were nothing short of remarkable.

But she didn’t stop there. In 1936, she established Kalkshetra, an academy for music and dance which is now a deemed university under the Kalakshetra foundation. Todays it boats a 100 acre campus situated in Thiruvanmiyur, Chennai, and attracts students from across the globe. She was also an extraordinary humanitarian best known for her fierce work in the promotion and protection of animal rights.

By looking at her countless achievements, it is easy to see why she is a well renowned figure in the story of Madras. She is remembered for her contributions to art, culture, and her humanitarian work. But I truly believe that she should be remembered for so much more than that.

In our hypercompetitive ever-growing global community, as a young lady, I am always looking for inspiration – for someone to look up to and admire and learn from. Something important to keep in mind in this context is that we as humans are programmed to try and look for ourselves in history. We seek out people of the same ethnicity, from the same city, from similar circumstances. As the saying goes “Representation is Inspiration.”

I believe that Rukmini Devi deserves to be remembered because she represents inspiration for so many young girls in our city, me included. She walked the same streets we walk, lived in the same city as we do, and seeing someone go on to do as well as she did sparks a light in me, a hope that if she could change the world, then maybe, just maybe, so can I.

In a history so filled with important statesmen, she was a shining example of all a woman could become. She was strong and worked for what she believed in. She was a rebel, who did what she wanted, what she knew was right for her. She took charge of her life, and charted a course to greatness.

Rukmini Devi has unquestionably left a mark on this city. She changed the scene of culture and art. She established a tremendous institution that today trains people from across the globe. But more than anything else she has done, I think she deserves to be remembered and honoured for the marks she left in hearts of people across our gleaming metropolis. She danced her way not only into the pages of history, but into the depths of our city’s soul.

She taught us to honour our heritage. To follow our passions. To build our dreams into reality. She inspired us to do what we love no matter the cost. She taught us to be brave.

Noted novelist, Chuck Palahnuik once said, “The goal isn’t to live forever. It is to create something that does.”

Rukmini Devi was a great artist and created many beautiful things in her time.
But perhaps the greatest thing she created was a story. Her story. A story that will live through the centuries. A story that will continue to inspire us for generations to come.

It is the story we will tell our daughters, to teach them to dream. The story of a locked room where it all began, a daring young woman from Chennai within, dancing to a brave new tune that would one day change the world.

That is a story worth remembering, don’t you think?

Happy Madras Day :)

Until next time,
Bianka



Thursday, 16 June 2016

On Orlando.

I’ve wanted to say something for a while. I guess I just couldn’t find the words.

So if for some reason you don’t know yet, the largest mass shooting in the history of the United States took place last weekend – 49 people were killed at a gay bar, and many others injred. Just a couple days before, a singer, Christina Grimme was gunned down while she was meeting fans after a concert. Both events took place in Orlando, Florida.

Please give this a listen - it broke my heart.

I don’t even know what to say. This whole situation made me feel small. I am only 17, and I live on the other end of the world. I am so detached from this situation, and yet I can’t deny that when I heard the news, I cried. Because I’m human. And that’s what humans do. They bend down and weep when they find out people have been killed in cold blood.

Honestly, there are about a hundred videos reacting to this tragedy and if you would like to take a look, I’ll leave the links below – they're probably filled with more coherent thoughts than mine right now.




All I know is that I have this platform, and even if only a few of you are out there listening, I feel it’s my duty to at least say something.  Anything.

I wish I could say we should hold on to hope. I wish I could say there are brighter days ahead. I wish I could promise a tomorrow of sunshine and rainbows. But that’s not the reality.

The reality is that there is gun violence all around us. The reality is that we have lost hundreds of good people to bullets. The reality is that there have been 16 mass shootings in the last 8 years in the US alone. The reality is we wake up in the morning, get on our phones, and find a new tragedy hashtag trending. The reality is we hope and pray, tweet, post a status (because honestly, what else can we do?), while families mourn the loss of loved ones who were taken away too quickly. The reality is that even today, in most countries, firearms are easily available for anyone to purchase. The reality is that it really could have been anyone, anywhere else in the world, who stood on the other side of that gun. This is our reality. This is our “new normal.” But I really, really don't want it to be.

This is the list of people who tragically died that day.

Stanley Almodovar III, 23 years old
Amanda Alvear, 25 years old
Oscar A Aracena-Montero, 26 years old
Rodolfo Ayala-Ayala, 33 years old
Antonio Davon Brown, 29 years old
Darryl Roman Burt II, 29 years old
Angel L. Candelario-Padro, 28 years old
Juan Chevez-Martinez, 25 years old
Luis Daniel Conde, 39 years old
Cory James Connell, 21 years old
Tevin Eugene Crosby, 25 years old
Deonka Deidra Drayton, 32 years old
Simon Adrian Carrillo Fernandez, 31 years old
Leroy Valentin Fernandez, 25 years old
Mercedez Marisol Flores, 26 years old
Peter O. Gonzalez-Cruz, 22 years old
Juan Ramon Guerrero, 22 years old
Paul Terrell Henry, 41 years old
Frank Hernandez, 27 years old
Miguel Angel Honorato, 30 years old
Javier Jorge-Reyes, 40 years old
Jason Benjamin Josaphat, 19 years old
Eddie Jamoldroy Justice, 30 years old
Anthony Luis Laureanodisla, 25 years old
Christopher Andrew Leinonen, 32 years old
Alejandro Barrios Martinez, 21 years old
Brenda Lee Marquez McCool, 49 years old
Gilberto Ramon Silva Menendez, 25 years old
Kimberly Morris, 37 years old
Akyra Monet Murray, 18 years old
Luis Omar Ocasio-Capo, 20 years old
Geraldo A. Ortiz-Jimenez, 25 years old
Eric Ivan Ortiz-Rivera, 36 years old
Joel Rayon Paniagua, 32 years old
Jean Carlos Mendez Perez, 35 years old
Enrique L. Rios, Jr., 25 years old
Jean C. Nives Rodriguez, 27 years old
Xavier Emmanuel Serrano Rosado, 35 years old
Christopher Joseph Sanfeliz, 24 years old
Yilmary Rodriguez Solivan, 24 years old
Edward Sotomayor Jr., 34 years old
Shane Evan Tomlinson, 33 years old
Martin Benitez Torres, 33 years old
Jonathan Antonio Camuy Vega, 24 years old
Juan P. Rivera Velazquez, 37 years old
Luis S. Vielma, 22 years old
Franky Jimmy Dejesus Velazquez, 50 years old
Luis Daniel Wilson-Leon, 37 years old
Jerald Arthur Wright, 31 years old

All of this was done by one person. And it scares the living daylights out of me.
Let us take a moment of silence to honour their memory

I will say that watching the reactions of people, especially members of the LGBT+ community has been so inspiring. This was a direct attack on their community and they are standing up and coming together and celebrating Pride month, with more vigor than ever before. It's them and the many other people who took a stand for what is right that make me believe change is still possible.

It’s very hard to believe right at this moment, but as many bad people as there are in the world, there are more good, honest, brave people who are willing to stand up and fight the good fight, no matter how uphill it is.

If you live in the United States, I hope you call, or tweet your representatives, and really help bring about a change.

("Did My Representative Take Money From NRA?" http://whoismyvoice.com/ 

“An Easy Guide To Contacting Your Elected Representatives About Gun Control”
https://medium.com/@nicolesilverberg/...

Find out where your Senator stands & demand action: 
http://everytown.org/senate-votes/?so...

Tweet Your Congressperson: 
http://everytown.org/tweet-at-congres... )


At this point, that’s our only option.
Change.

Stay safe everyone.

(Side note – I know this was a really sad post, and so were my last couple of posts(kinda XD). I really don’t want this blog to be a place to store negative vibes, so I will try to post good and hopeful things more and more frequently. The world is still a good place – I believe that to the core of my being. Change is coming. So relax, smile, and have a beautiful day :) )

 Until next time,
Bianka.



Sunday, 20 March 2016

Happiness and You

Hey guys! 


Today is The International Day of Happiness! It's a day to celebrate joy and goodwill, a day that celebrates happiness as we strive to make the world a more beautiful place to be. Here's how you can join in (http://www.dayofhappiness.net/#join) 
Happiness is vital to a good life. By definition, happiness is a state of well being, joy, and contentment. It's what we all strive to achieve in our life. I'd go as far as to say finding true happiness is the pinnacle of human accomplishment. 


So it pains me to admit that over the last couple weeks I haven't been happy.
Pretty far from it in fact. I was down, upset, angry, sad, and so filled to the brim with emotion that the littlest thing could make it spill over. Believe me, it's possibly the most annoying thing in the world, especially when it starts acting up in the middle of your econ class! I have finally decided that enough is enough.
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I've always been a person who was afraid to let go of things. I always felt like by letting go of something or someone I'd be letting go of a part of me. That's why I held on to everything no matter how much it hurt. But lately its just been hurting too much. You can only make excuses for other people's behavior for so long before it starts eating away at your soul and that's when you know its time to stop. It's a terrifying prospect, letting go, but as the body ejects all that is toxic to its well being, so too must your soul. The question is, how do you begin? Well, i didn't know either, so I went in search of advice and this is what I found.

"If you want to live a positive life, the key is simple. Suck all the negativity out of it." 

Seems simple enough right? Obvious even. And yet, as a species, we often tend to ignore what is staring us square in the face.Hearing this was a wake up call.One i needed desperately. One that i hope to pass on to you today. 

If you are unhappy in your life, chances are there is something toxic in it, leeching away at the joy in your heart, consuming you from the inside out till you can barely recognize yourself. Don't let this happen to you, you are worth so much more than that. Start today. I know it will hurt but be brutal. Pluck out everything in your life that makes you sad or angry or hurt. Get rid of anything that makes you feel like less than the magnificent human you are. Get rid of it all till the only thing left is room in your heart to fill with joy. It's time to begin again.

Fill your life instead with the people and things that make you happy. That inspire you. That make you laugh. That make you think and question and  examine this world with all its wild wonder. That push you to be the best version of yourself, the You that you never believed was possible. Be around people that kindle the fire inside you, not attempt to rain all over it. Take it from someone who's been through all of this - it's going to be really hard at first to let go of what is familiar to you. But when you do you will be so happy, so grateful, that you will forget you were ever scared. Trust yourself and do what's right for you. 

It is the International day of happiness and I find myself extremely proud to say that i am happy today. I am happy for the decisions I've made, the people I've lost, and the ones that I've gained. I am happy for the love I have received. I am happy for the amazing opportunities that lie ahead. I am happy because of the amazing people I get to call family and friends. Most of all, I am happy because I live in this amazing world that has shown me time and time again,that if we truly try, we can have as many new beginnings as we like.

So look around you, find what's making you unhappy, and as politely as you can, shove it out of your life :)

Until next time,
Bianka


Friday, 5 February 2016

Shake it off, and take a step up! - a tale of undying naivety

The Hardest Disney Quiz You'll Ever Take I got 12 out of 25 correctAll my life, I’ve been called an optimist. I was always happy, always smiling, and always positive.  But, as I grew older, people stopped calling me an optimist, and chose instead to deem me “naïve.”  By saying that, they meant that one couldn’t possibly truly understand life, and still love it as much as I do. I never really paid all of this much heed till very recently.

These last few weeks have been…..stressful. Emotionally, physically, so much so I even caught the flu because of it! It was a series of instances that brought me to this state, successive and hard-hitting. I cannot tell you all that happened, but I can honestly say that all of these have changed me forever.

This year was bound to be crazy from the start, with this being my final year in high school, but the stress that comes with it is unfathomable. It’s hard enough dealing with the idea of “the rest of my life”, but throw in school, classes, obligations, interests, and the rest of the messy human experience, and you have one hell of a challenge in front of you. I was in such a place, when I was hit by a tidal wave (metaphorical, of course) that knocked me to the ground. I knew I could get up, I just began to wonder what’s the point in trying so hard was. I hated those thoughts and I hope I never have them ever again.

Yeah this is me giving people random hugs! Cuz you never know when someone might need one ^-^With the help of the greatest parents and most supportive friends, I got out of my slump (and as Dr.Seuss taught us, unslumping yourself is not easily done). I’m so grateful, and I’m writing today to tell you what I learned.

I learned that sometimes, people are going to hurt you. Sometimes in life, you’re going to get passed over. Sometimes, Life is going to throw you some curveballs, and some are going to hit you in the face. But that’s ok.

Like I said, people have always called me naïve and have always said to me “Don’t expect things to change. Just get used to the way things are.” But they’re wrong. They’re so unbelievably wrong because change is just about the only thing in the world we can truly count on. Times change, and we change with them - always for the better. I don’t really mind if you think I’m silly or immature, because I’ve seen so much negativity these last few weeks, not only in myself but in those around me, and in my eyes, such negativity is no longer an option.

I was speaking to a friend a few days ago, and it broke my heart when she told me I sounded as if someone had drained the spirit out of me. That’s what woke me up. That made me shake this shroud off, made me want to fight again.

There is an old story of a donkey trapped in a well (read here if unfamiliar-http://www.agiftofinspiration.com.au/stories/persistence/shake.shtml). In that story, several times are these words repeated- “Shake it off, and take a step up.” I loved that story as a kid and today that story and those words helped pick myself up and truly take a step up.

While writing all of this, I considered how weak all this must make me sound. Only to me, all of this doesn’t represent weakness. It represents humanness, but more than that it represents growth. That’s why I believe this was all for the best. 

And now, I want to send a message to you, reading this.

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If you’re like me, if you believe in honesty, hard work, goodness and kindness. If you think there is good in everyone, if you think you can truly change the world but have always been told you couldn’t by society --- I have only one wish for you. I wish you keep fighting. I wish you never lose that spark in you. People will always try to get you down, tell you that you can’t do whatever you want to do. I wish that you shrug them off, and keep fighting for your dreams. I wish you can shake it all off, and take a step up to a better future. All of this is so much easier said than done (trust me, I know.) but fight with all that is in you, and push on. The world is full of people who are too “realistic” to see splendor in life any more. That’s why, more than ever before, we need happiness. We need optimism. We desperately need those crazy people who think they can change the world. We need you.

So the next time anyone calls you “Naïve”, I want you to look them square in the eye, and from the bottom of your heart, say “Thank you.”


Gold Foil Geometric Heart Printable: Solid - The Bold Abode: To me now, there is no greater compliment, because, as eloquently put by the great Oscar Wilde, “It takes great courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it.”




We all have that courage within us, but so few choose to bring it out and show the world.

Let’s change that.

Until next time,

Bianka 



Friday, 15 January 2016

Capturing Memories

So today I was just having a lazy day around the house, and as usual with lazy days, I got pretty bored pretty fast. That's when I discovered an old hard drive that my mom had filled up when I was a kid. I thought it might be fun to take a look and so I spent the next hour and a half reliving my life as a 10 year old. As I was doing this I came across some vlog footage I'd made back in 2009 on a class trip to Hama, a city on the banks of the Orontes River in west-central Syria, long before I even knew what vlogging was! I spoke as if I had an audience of millions who cared about what I had to say about the scenery and the observations I made were pretty darn hilarious. As I sat there in fits of laughter over my squeaky little voice and embarrassing commentary, a strange thought occurred to me - I couldn't even remember that day happened before I watched the videos, much less remember the details of it. But after seeing the videos and pictures I slowly began to remember it. I could suddenly recall the day, the people I was with, the places we went to and the things we did. Suddenly it was like I was back there. That was a happy day, and those videos really took me back. But they also made me think of something a friend asked me very recently (and this may seem like a random thought) - why do I take so many pictures? 

It's become one of those huge questions born out of the modern age - why does our generation feel the need to document everything that happens to us? Why do we take a selfie every time we meet up with people or go somewhere new? Why do we tweet an experience or snapchat our food? People spend a lot of time ruminating on this issue and often even worrying for our mental health as a species.

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Anyone who knows me knows that I am one of the people they worry about! I love taking pictures and videos almost everywhere I go with everyone I’m with. I love a good selfie and yeah, I guess you could say I love documenting my life. And today reminded me why. As humans we all have a certain amount of capacity with which we store memories, and these memories of experiences and people and places make us who we are. The funny thing about memories though, is that they can get fuzzy or even sometimes disappear into the abyss of our subconscious. Losing a memory, even an insignificant one means losing a tiny part of ourselves, and I never want to deal with that. I want to be able to remember all the happy moments with the people I care about. I never ever want to forget.
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That’s why I take pictures, make videos, and write blog posts - so that years from now I can look back on them, relive the smiles and the laughter, and remember the wonderful times I had.
“Memory” as Kevin Arnold said “is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”

So go out, make memories, add to who you are as person, and take as many pictures as your heart desires. Just don’t forget to have fun! Your future self will thank you one day.

So snap away!

Until next time,
Bianka