Last week I performed in a wonderful cultural show at my university called Asian Allure. It was truly the most beautiful show I have ever been a part of. Words can not truly describe the wonder that graced that time-old stage that only retains its shine when performers give it their all. I am honored to contribute to this beauty in my own way.
Asian Allure gave me the opportunity to shed my discomfort, awkwardness, and insecurities. It gave me a chance to share the story of a much loved adviser and 'strut' my stuff in a fashion show. It gave me a voice. A voice that I do not often use because it is just too painful. It pulls me out of the character I try hard to portray everyday. That confident girl you see on the stage is the free me. It is one side of me. It is the side that is not burdened down with responsibilities and tasks. It is the bravest and most vulnerable side of me. It is the side that compelled me to share my own story. A story that has shaped me into the person I am today. A story I never thought I would ever share with anyone else. A story that poured forth from me one fateful night. This is that story. This is the story of how I saw what my reflection truly shows and how I learned to embrace that. This is my ultimate moment of vulnerability. Thank you to those who encouraged me to tell my story.
Thank you and please tell me your thoughts/ask me questions.
Happy Holidays
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