The entrance to Nritya Gram
The first sight to greet us on entering the premises that promises Dance at its heart and soul
When we started for Nritya Gram I was excited to see a thriving community of dancers, an ode to dance and I was hugely disappointed that there were barely a dozen dancers in the place and the whole are is left in neglect covered in fallen dried leaves everywhere. Though a few who are still dedicated to the art are still there trying hard to maintain a respectful disposition, but there is not much that they can do without proper patrons.
The unique flora found in this place
When we talked of going to this place to the aged people in out apartments they were reminiscing of the good old times when there were spectacular performances that went on all through night and jubiliant events performed in this place. This made me feel even worse that I was unable to see it in its hay days. But now there is not a hint of the once talked of splendour.
The amphitheatre, which must have hosted exclusive dance performances lay silent, haunted by its own memories, waiting for anklets bound feet to once again perform. This here is symbolic enough to let us know that how fine arts have been neglected in the recent years.
The view from the stage of the Amphitheatre.
Art found on the walls of this place