My Journey: Annual day 2

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After my costume and makeup test, my teacher was confident I should play Draupadi in the Yakshagana performance. I felt unsure but remembered how much my mother liked seeing me as her daughter and how much I loved wearing a saree. These memories made me happy.

My teacher then asked me to remove the jewelry and saree. She had already called my parents and informed them that I was the best fit to play Draupadi. I didn't know this at the time. After school, my teacher called me and said, "You need to come to the auditorium daily for rehearsals. The annual day is in one month." Since my father had trained me in Yakshagana, performing wasn't a big problem.

When I got home, I freshened up and went to the kitchen. My mother looked very happy. I asked her, "Why are you happy?"

She smiled and said, "I saw my daughter today after so many years."

I was confused and asked, "What are you talking about?"

She replied, "Do you remember when you were 10 years old and I made you wear a saree? Your teacher called me and told me she made you wear a saree, jewelry, and makeup. It reminded me of those days."

I blushed, remembering it. My mother saw this and said, "I know you liked it before and you like wearing a saree now too." i didn't say anything and We had a great time together, had dinner, and then slept.

The next day at school, my teacher said, "You will have separate rehearsals so you don't feel uncomfortable in front of others. After school, wait in our classroom."

After her other rehearsal, she came back and said, "From today, you should wear a saree so you become comfortable walking and handling it." My teacher brought a silk saree, as I had to wear one for the performance, and began draping it on me. She carefully wrapped the saree around me, explaining each step. At first, it was hard to manage, but after some practice, I became comfortable.

She also helped me put on the jewelry, explaining how to wear each piece correctly. We practiced walking, sitting, and performing small movements to get used to the saree. By the end of the rehearsal, I felt much more at ease in the outfit.

We finished the rehearsals and then I went home.

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