Advancing age and shrinking horizons seem to go together. Memory, muscles, stamina - all go downhill. We often have what are called *senior moments*. With reluctance and regret, one slows down and gives up strenuous activities. But recently, some of us had an opportunity to turn the clock back and reverse the trend for a while.
Three men and four women - all above 60 - participated in a baila dance competition in town. (Baila is a Konkani folk dance, influenced by the Portuguese who colonised small parts of coastal India after Vasco da Gama had landed in Calicut in the 15th century.) Egged on by our expert young choreographer, we worked out at our weekly practice sessions, intending nothing more ambitious than proving to ourselves that we were not afraid to shake a leg onstage.
Well, it turned out that we did more than that. We got a standing ovation from the 700+ audience and walked away with the first prize! What tickled me was that we were able to give the other young competing groups a run for their money.
Also see Baila Again
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