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Kokila Uma

Dancer
@kokilauma
M. Econ & Finance, Writer. Yoga Practioner | Bartender 🇺🇸 - 🇮🇳 - 🇦🇺 | @koketravels | 📍Sydney
  • Finance
  • Financial Consultant
  • Meditation
  • Trading
  • Day Trading
  • Following 1.5K
  • Followers 10.4K
  • Engagement 3.23%
  • Avg comments 12

About Kokila Uma

Kokila Uma (@kokilauma) is a Dancer creator on Instagram, also filed under Finance and Financial Consultant. The account has 10,410 followers and 292 published posts. Recent posts average 329 likes and 12 comments, an engagement rate of 3.23%.

With 10.4K followers, Kokila Uma is a micro creator by the common 10,000 to 100,000 definition. Kokila Uma follows 1,520 accounts, so the audience is roughly 6.8 times the size of the list followed. Kokila Uma uses an Instagram professional account. Flinque files Kokila Uma under 6 categories, led by Dancer and followed by Finance, Financial Consultant, Meditation, Trading and Day Trading.

The Instagram bio for Kokila Uma runs to 11 words across 2 lines. The bio mentions @koketravels. The latest activity Flinque has on record for Kokila Uma dates from April 2026.

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292 Posts

Of the 10 most recent posts shown for Kokila Uma, 5 are carousels, 3 are videos and 2 are single images. No single format accounts for most of them. 292 published posts give Kokila Uma a moderate archive on Instagram. Against the audience, that is roughly 36 followers for each post published. Kokila Uma also keeps 26 story highlights on the profile. All 10 carry captions, averaging 193 words each. The captions are written mainly in English. Words that recur across them include life, because, writer, poetry and hope. The captions tag #writer, #bharatanatyam, #poetry, #dancer and #dance.

-Yearning-
This song speaks of how the nayaki dreams. She dreams of walking the streets alone, owing nothing to anyone but herself. But there is a certain melancholy knowing that she never may be able to, and all that she wishes would forever be, just dreamt of, never lived.
I often forget that the life I live is a dream for many.
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#dance #bharatanatyamdancer #bharatanatyam #bharathanatyam #indianclassicaldance
This is Conversations I wish I had before.

As someone who prides herself on fierce independence, I’ve come to realize that true strength lies in connection, in listening, and in sharing the narratives that shape us.

Kicking off this series is my friend, Kokila.

She’s a study in quiet power. She is so fascinating, because she’ll tell me she can’t articulate her feelings, and then she’ll spend an hour revealing how her childhood experiences forged the woman she is today.

She is always seeking more from life, she is always leaving comfort behind and there is so much to learn from that!

#immigrantstories #womenofcolor #candidconversations #lifelessons #sydney
Jamba paati was my great‑grandmother. She was wed to a hardworking man in 1941 and gave birth to three sons and one daughter. This was in the midst of post‑colonial aftermaths and wars, which meant poverty and famine. Paati poured her blood, sweat, prayers, and tears into making sure her children didn’t starve. Whenever I ask my grandma about her Amma, she tells me she never saw joy in her life. All she did was sacrifice for her children. Her food, her roof, her body. But her deeds, who she was, allowed my Amma and her lineage to become who they are.

My grandmother often says, “En Amma panna punniyam,” which translates loosely to “the good that came with my mother’s sacrifices.”

My grandmother then went on to do the same. She went out and got a job in the 1980s, when women were told their place was inside the house, to single‑handedly raise her daughter — my mum. This child could shoot daggers with her eyes and wore her heart on her sleeve. She loves yellow, which is pretty apt for a person like her who could light up a room with her laugh.
My mom then had a daughter of her own, and every decision she made henceforth would be “for the children.” Never for herself. Always for us.

My mom constantly tells me, “unnaku illama vera ethuku.” If not for you, then what else.

I know these women enough to know that the graces given to me are not even my doing.
And so, I hope that every time I get up from my seat on the bus, someone does the same for Amma. I hope that every time I help someone or make them smile, someone holds the door open for my friend. I hope that every time I show up for a friend, someone says kind words to my brother on a day he needs it. I hope that every time I chase after someone because they dropped something, someone carries a grocery bag for my mum if it’s too heavy for her.

I hope that all the good returns to the lives that are the reason for mine.
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#bharatanatyam #indianclassicaldancer #writer #poetry #indianart
And perhaps some questions are beautiful when they’re not yet answered- when they remain in a state of uncertainty.:)
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#dance #bharathanatyam #bharatanatyamdancer #indianclassicaldance #bharatanatyam
Here’s your sign to try and create that concept in your mind (even if it’s as absurd as holding a matchstick in your mouth) because it might turn out well.
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#selfportrait #photography
-2025-
This year has been overwhelmingly like sunshine after rainy days. In the process of constantly counting my blessings, I’ve also lived with the persistent feeling of waiting for the inevitable destruction of everything I’ve worked for.

This year has been finding new people to love, coming to call a new city my home, and dancing on stages I never dreamt of. Alongside it came the waiting for a phone call that tells me everything is gone. It came with whispering “here it comes” whenever something minor happened, like I was waiting for every negligible inconvenience to turn into a hardship that consumes me. I had a desperate need to clutch tightly on to every moment of laugher that made my stomach hurt because they may not come back.

Life is a balance. But does that mean I’m borrowing joy from tomorrow, with a price still to be paid?

A couple of years ago, when I was facing the brunt of it all, I would call Ammamma and rant and cry. She would tell me one thing repeatedly: “I just went and donated one kilo of wheat to the temple to pray for you.”

In moments when I can’t trust myself or believe my own worth, I take comfort in the idea that everything I have has nothing to do with me but is rather a product of my Amma’s prayers.

This year, I have felt happiness in ways I didn’t know I was capable of feeling. I hope that next year I trust myself enough to unclench my jaw, to take a breath without fearing the loss of it all. And I hope you do, too.

Life is ahead.
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#writer #writersofinstagram #poetry #dancer
Lessons from my best friend’s wedding:
How to dodge the “So- when are you next?” question as a very-single, 20-something, hopeless romantic. (Tried and tested.)

1. Step 1: print out resume. Step 2: give resume to aunty and say, “Find me a boy. Be a part of the solution, not the problem”. Establish authority. Delegate tasks.

2. Say “Aunty, do you have a son?” Make it desperate. Widen your eyes. Bonus points if you can lick your lips and make it creepy. Not to be tried with uncles.

3. Say you used to be a bartender. Get written off as a viable mate for a suitable Indian boy in 0.2 seconds. (Brownie points for tattoos).

4. Say “Why aunty, are you single?” Reverse attack. Aunty now blushing. Aunty now blindsided and confused. Use momentary weakness to run away.

5. Tell aunty your failed love stories. Tell her about your toxic relationship with hinge and your commitment issues. She now understands why your fkn single. Establish understanding and empathy.

6. Tell her about how you regard love as philosophical and spiritual. Talk to her about poetry and art. She now thinks you’re a lunatic and delusional. Congratulations. She again understands why you’re single.

7. Give aunty a peg of the whiskey you’ve been secretly drinking. Establish friendship. Life is a party. When life gives you limes, make it into a pickle and use it as a side dish.

8. Ask for Dowry. Misandry for the win. Ask for a plane. Heck, ask for a golden duck. The more ridiculous, the better. Attack crazy with crazy. Meet at eye level. Capitalism.

Anyways, it’s been a fun ride. Stay safe kids.
Cheers.
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#writer #dancer #wedding
When I was younger, we used to play a game to see who could throw a bijili vedi (firecracker) the highest. I nearly lost a finger on numerous occasions, but I was the undefeated champion, so, 100% worth it. I miss home. I miss Pattu. I miss the streets filled with firecrackers and the never-ending supply of sweets. I miss Amma singing Thirupugazh in the morning.

This haunting feeling that a core part of me is being diluted or forgotten, doesn’t seem to leave. With every word I forget in my mother tongue, with every festival that slips my mind. Every time mai (kajal) and pottu (bindi) feel more like accessories than routine.

Yesterday, I spent the day with five people who mean the world to me. Coming from six different cities, we created our own mosaic of traditions. We laughed, prayed, debated which flavour of Lays is the best, and shared stories of how we used to celebrate Deepavali as children. All of us, carrying an ache for family, somehow found exactly what we were looking for.

My friend in Melbourne celebrated Diwali alone and took himself out for dosa. My friends in Perth went to the temple. A friend in the U.S. celebrated by cooking for others. Another danced garba at a nearby community event.

I’m learning to let the grief of leaving everything behind and the gratitude for all I’ve gained coexist. Being an immigrant means learning impermanence. But through it, you also find new ways to ground yourself. You see, traditions don’t perish; they evolve. All the love that was left behind will find you again, in the most beautiful way possible.:)

Happy Diwali. From mine, to yours.
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#writer #writersofinstagram #internationalstudent #poetry #dancer
Namaskaram!
We will be presenting Iksha II, a story of Ravana, in Seymour Center, Sydney on the 29th of November.

I’m elated to share the stage with 9 other incredible artists. Working on this production has been such a privilege and I hope you can come support us.

Ticket link in my bio.
Check out for more updates:)

Synopsis: Iksha II reimagines the enigmatic character of Ravana from the Ramayana, moving beyond his traditional role as antagonist to explore the ten nuanced facets of his identity - scholar, ruler, devotee, nurturer, and more. Through a powerful blend of classical Bharatanatyam and contemporary expression, this production delves into the moral grey zones that lie between righteousness and unrighteousness

Cast:
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#dance #contemporary #bharatanatyam #bharathanatyam #barathanatiyam
Growing up, I was an angry teenager. I was rebellious about everything. I always felt like I had something to prove, and that burned me to exhaustion.

When I was 13, I thought my brother had it very easy. His bliss in ignorance was a choice that was never offered to me. At 19, while navigating the mess in my mind, I didn’t do it with grace at all. I did it destructively, drunk, and a little maniacally. I didn’t stop to think how it affected him. When I was 21, I couldn’t wait to get away from home. I didn’t pay much attention to how he felt about me leaving, or if he wanted to come with me.

Yesterday, when I was speaking to him, I remembered all those times and told him, “I was such a bad sister to you.” My brother said, “You were a child, ka. If we are close now, then it means those were canon events.”

A canon event (from Spiderman, apparently) is something that feels painful or unfair but is necessary for shaping who you are and where you’re meant to be. He said, “Being the elder sister, you always had it harder.”

I hope first-born daughters tame the anger that consumes them, so they can finally breathe and let their shoulders drop. I hope we unclench our jaws and welcome peace when it finds us. I hope we forgive ourselves for the harm we created when we were in pain. And above all, I hope we are loved by people who are filled with grace. People like my baby brother.

I realised I was so focused on protecting Kirti (because to me, he is still my baby) that I never realised how much he was protecting me. Here’s to the people who love us enough to let us find our way back to ourselves.

(Ps. My brother is not in the first picture)
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#writer #writersofinstagram #dancer #poetry

Kokila Uma's engagement

Kokila Uma's engagement rate on Instagram is 3.23%, between 3% and 6%, or 3 to 6 likes and comments per 100 followers. On a typical post that comes to about 1 like or comment for every 31 followers. An average post collects 329 likes and 12 comments, close to 27 likes for each comment.

Engagement rate

3.23%

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329
Avg comments
12
Interactions : followers
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Who is Kokila Uma?

Kokila Uma (@kokilauma) is a Dancer creator on Instagram, also filed under Finance and Financial Consultant. Kokila Uma uses an Instagram professional account. The Instagram bio for Kokila Uma runs to 11 words across 2 lines.

How many followers does Kokila Uma have?

Kokila Uma has 10,410 followers on Instagram (10.4K). Kokila Uma follows 1,520 accounts, so the audience is roughly 6.8 times the size of the list followed. 292 published posts give Kokila Uma a moderate archive on Instagram.

What is Kokila Uma's engagement rate?

Kokila Uma's engagement rate on Instagram is 3.23%, between 3% and 6%, or 3 to 6 likes and comments per 100 followers. On a typical post that comes to about 1 like or comment for every 31 followers. An average post collects 329 likes and 12 comments, close to 27 likes for each comment.

What does Kokila Uma post about on Instagram?

Flinque files Kokila Uma under 6 categories, led by Dancer and followed by Finance, Financial Consultant, Meditation, Trading and Day Trading. Of the 10 most recent posts shown for Kokila Uma, 5 are carousels, 3 are videos and 2 are single images. The 10 recent Instagram captions Flinque holds for Kokila Uma repeatedly use the words life, because, writer, poetry and hope. Kokila Uma's captions carry hashtags such as #writer, #bharatanatyam and #poetry. Kokila Uma writes those captions mainly in English. Kokila Uma keeps 26 story highlights, which open with a free Flinque account.

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