My Journey: Annual day 3

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After practicing how to walk, sit, and behave in a saree for two days, my teacher wanted me to embody the grace of a girl. It was challenging at first, but I gradually got used to wearing a saree and behaving like a girl in it. My teacher also made me wear a wig to get used to having long hair. This routine continued for a week. Meanwhile, my teacher trained other boys.

After a week, my teacher said, "You're ready to practice with the other boys." I felt scared and nervous about facing them and playing a female role. But my teacher reassured me, "You're completely ready. Just focus on performing."

Confident now, I went to the auditorium. My classmates were surprised and some giggled because I was in a saree and wig. Seeing this, my teacher warned them, "Anyone who teases will be suspended." Everyone agreed not to make fun of me.

During rehearsals, my teacher called me and said, "Now it's your turn to perform." I was shocked and said, "I'm not ready. I don't know what to do."

"You don't need to do much," my teacher replied. "Just focus on your expressions while the music and dialogues play in the background."

I started my scene with Bhima, but it went badly. My teacher said, "You're not showing the elegance of a woman. It looks like a boy pretending to be a girl." I felt sad and didn't know what to say.

My teacher called for a break and then asked me to perform the same scene in front of her. I did a bit better, but she said, "You're the son of a professional Yakshagana artist. You should be able to show even the smallest expressions."

Feeling ashamed, I told her, "I need two days to improve." Rehearsals continued without me, and we went home.

Later, my mother called me. She said, "Your father wants to meet you." I went to the hall, and he was sitting on the sofa. He called my mother and made me sit beside him. He said, "The school called saying you're not performing well. I understand it's difficult, so I want you to practice at home."

"It's my first time playing a female character," I explained.

"I know it's hard," he said. "For the next two days, your teacher has given you holidays. You'll wear a saree, wig, and jewelry at home and practice."

I was shocked but agreed. He told my mother, "From now on, he'll wear a saree at home and practice. You have to take care of this."

My mother was thrilled. She kissed my forehead and said, "I'll make sure you perform your best." She took me to her room and started searching for a saree. She found a red saree with a golden border and told me to get the long wig from the drama room. I fetched it, and she eagerly draped the saree and styled the wig into a long braid. Then, she started applying makeup, beginning with foundation on my face, followed by enhancing my eyes with kajal and eyeshadow, adding blush to my cheeks, and finishing with lipstick on my lips.

She finished and was delighted to see me. She took kajal from her eyes and put it on my chin, making me stand in front of the mirror. I was amazed at my reflection.

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