Blog - Manisha Mahaldar

Tears rolling down and my voice cracking up is the image I remember each time..

I look at my reflection in the mirror and I cannot recognize myself..

I bet it must have not been more painful than what I am about to share..

This gem of practice fell into my lap because of my frequent visits to Ecstatic Dance..

My journey in the United States has been anything less than a rendezvous with destiny..

The joys soaked in happiness, gulping down those painful sorrows, the hurt and suffering..

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