Sometimes a conversation, a book or a show can turn our lives forever. The night I watched Aakash Odedra perform ‘Murmur’ did that for me. Little I knew when I walked in the renowned Hanoi Opera House. While I spent a lifetime covering my dyslexia up with denial, choreographer Aakash made a duet with his. With lights and pages flying around him, he walked the audience through his agony and frustration with the written language and demonstrated his liberation through dance.
It took my breath away to watch before my eyes this performance that showcased and celebrated something that I deal with on a daily basis. I learned to google words that I can’t spell for the life of me, get overly distracted by my own writing and triple check everything before I send, but Aakash… wow he just danced with it.
Visually, through the eyes of a dyslexic, when you look at a board or an object it warps, it changes, it’s dynamic. So if I was to look at a board, the letters would change around. Your visual interpretation of the world is different. Dance becomes an expression of the internal thought, something which is deep inside you that you can’t articulate – or I couldn’t articulate – in words. And rather than going on a negative path, it sort of took me in a direction where I was able to use this tool as a positive outlet for myself. There shouldn’t be a negative stigma attached to dyslexia, because, for me, it’s a sign of intelligence and, for me, dyslexia became a blessing not a curse. – Aakash Odedra