" Just trust me...... And let go......."

" Come on. Just close your eyes..!! Nothing's going to happen to you! And I'm NOT going to let you fall. Just Trust me, Okay?"

It was my first week in my Salsa class, and I was a nervous  wreck already.I had already experienced various other styles - Classical, Hip-hop , Bollywood...

But Salsa.. and all these Latin American ones.. were something totally different to me. And the main part here was... it's not Solo. One has to do it in co-ordination with one's partner. If the partner is all messed up, then no matter how well you dance, some error or other aways occurs...

On the other hand, if your partner is fabulous.... then you never have to worry. 

Well, no comments on my partner. I don't know what exactly to say. Okay well, yeah, he could dance. I'd give him that much.

But well, sometimes, he behaved really weirdly.. and it always confused me. 

Today, we had a very rigorous routine. After a little warm up, our instructors continued with their choreography. I absolutely loved  dancing. It was just, that I sometimes expected too much from myself...... And today, was no different. I had to twirl, and then, we both had a pose. But, it was the pose that I had a problem with. 

It's a very different feeling.... to see someone is charge.. rather.. let someone take charge.. n lead the dance. And, I just had trouble letting go.

What if I fell? What if he couldn't handle it? What if I got hurt? 

All these questions played over in my mind.... as I practiced with him again. 

I had to let go of my fears... overcome it. " It's just a dance. Nothing dangerous. Of course you'll be fine"....... and I went on convincing myself.

Everyone at this academy, was given a chance to show off their style..... To put it in simple words, every one there, with their partners, had to individually show how much they had managed to learn.

It would soon be our turn, and in about five minutes, we would be called.

I was nervous.

And I think.. so was he ( He had ways to conceal, but I realized anyways.)

" Let's do it one last time, Okay?"

I looked at him, and nodded.

We tried it again...

and then, when it came to the last dip, I again freaked out. 

" Oh God! Will you please just trust me, you will not get hurt"

I was still unsure. And I still don't know... why...

Three minutes left.......

Two minutes........

 One minute.....

And then.

Our name was announced.

I hate attention. It scares the hell out of me, when I see everyone just staring at me, as though expecting a grand display or so.

As I've heard.... " Dance as though no one's watching...."

But, was that really possible?

Especially with so many people watching... and waiting......

And then, he looked at me. 

Eyes locked.

And that silent exchange was all I needed.

He knew, that I had a little of stage fright....

But, that confidence in his eyes.... that I would not err...... was infectious.

This was it.

I would do it.

The music started

And then, it was as if no one else existed.

Everything else forgotten.....  I completely gave into the music.... and the dance.

We moved together, as though... it was like a finale...

And in the end.. I let go.

And, the pose was perfect.

The applause we received was thunderous.......

I was pleased

In fact, even 'pleased' does not cover it. Thrilled, happy... anything like that..

I was just glad, I managed it after all.

And so..... now whenever I dance. i think of my THAT moment.....

And that's enough to remind me.... what exactly I need to do.....