3 years of sharing Indian dresses, smuggling in the last bits of samosas, and practicing dances last minute, we finally made it to our senior year ISA festival. After waiting from freshman year to lead the senior dance, I finally had my chance. And boy was it not as easy as I imagined. Despite knowing my senior class quite well, getting all the participants to come to all the practices was nothing less of a headache. After months of weekday practices and still barely completing on time. It was showtime. Here you go :) hAnd one dance was obviously not enough for me, I just needed to go ahead and do two more. One bharatanatyam with Niyati, going back to my roots. And one with Sebastian, so that when he becomes a world famous dancer, I can proudly tell my kids that I had danced with him. Mr. Jones' got a couple good pictures too :)
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