Sway to the tunes

Can dance be euphoric? Can dance leave you in the so-called alcoholic hypnotic spell where your troubles seem far away and you seem to be just enjoying the moment? Can dance be trance? Well, I wish that was the case for me now, it probably was at some time.....long back. This time, dance was more like pushing anushka toward jignesh as she tugged on my legs, or to give up trying and just pick her up and sway (not to mention that it can be pretty heavy on your arms and back).

 

It was navratri. Well, this year, like most other years off late, navratri passed by without sleepless nights, midnite meals and sweat-soaked chaniyacholis. There was a time when all this wasn't such an elusive dream. The nine days of navratri, or I should say the nine nights were the fun time that we all looked forward to. Getting our hands on the Phalguni Pathak's season pass was the uppermost thing on our mind in the pre-Navratri days. The other thing would be, do I have enuff outfits? Well, each euphoria has its phase, afterwhich it passes by only to linger on our mind at the same time of the year, every year. I am not complaining now. Especially when I know that Mumbai has strict 10 o'clock deadlines which just seem absolutely ridiculous to me now. In a city of long commute and congested streets, how can one ever reach that early to enjoy atleast 2 hours of dancing, which are a must coz the tickets are quite pricey and you have to make it all worth it. Anyways, as i said, I am not complaining now coz I ain't there no more.

 

We tried to go to a local garba event coz I had to wear my outfit atleast once a year. It was quite good. Though the music was louder than the singing voice, well, can't be really picky about it. But I was able to dance only for a few cherished minutes while my girl cried her lungs out with Daddy holding her back. Well, I finally gave up and just took her and tried to atleast sway. The DJ music was awesome. My 'nonbaby' friends had a crazy time while Shikha and I were 'preoccupied.' We also had our customary midnite meal, I should rather say a not-so-midnite meal, coz we were home by midnite . Anyways, as long as we get some desi celebration in a foreign land, our hearts are pleased and we lay our heads on our pillow with a smile. 

Have you ever...?

1. Have you ever fainted in a rock concert?

    I have.

 2. Have you ever sat in a police car?

    I have.

 3. Have you ever had your face blackened, literally? (Kabhi muh kaala hua hai?)

    Yes.

 4. Have you ever bitched about a person, just to find him standing right besides you listening to every word?

    I have.

 5. Have you ever slapped anyone?

    I have.

 6. Have you ever scored a higher overall percentage in the 12th than in the 10th?

    I have.

 7. Have you got married with no shoes?

    I have.

 8. Have you read a book in one day?

    I have.

 9. Finally, have you ever written a blog that is hardly read?

    Hehehe, I have.

 

EXPLANATION TIME:

 

1. Thi was at a Bryan Adams show in Mumbai in 2001. Needless to say, the place was packed like sardines in a can, and I got out of breath, literally. And no, I didnt faint on seeing Bryan Adams, i fainted before he even got on the stage. And I was just tugged or shall i say, passed on above the crowd to the fenced camera crew area. And when I opened my eyes, I was being sprinkled with water. But then I got to enjoy the show from the most coveted seats.

2. Two times. Once, in a police van, in Mumbai. I was a NSS committee member and we always helped the police during Ganeshotsav. The van would transport us to our spots where we would help manage the crowd and the traffic. Next time, in Kansas, our car broke down. And this cop offered me a ride back home with little 2-month-old Anushka while Jignesh waited for the AAA.

 

3. OH this was funny. My friends and I were conned by these two naughty boys from our travel and tourism class on our trip to Aurangabad. They practically fooled us into believing that they could hypnotise us and we would be able to see our spouse's face in the mirror (how absurd and silly this sounds to me now). I go into the room, he tells me to shut my eyes, and tells me he is going to massage my face and shoulders so that i could relax. What he really was doing was putting kajal on my face (thereby blackening it). And then he says, he's done, and i should slowly open my eyes and i'll see a flash of light after which I'll see the image. And when i open my eyes, I do see a flash of light, but it was the flash of the camera that he held behind me while taking a picture of my 'black' face staring at the mirror.

 

4. We had our accounts classes on a Sunday, and time was up, but this Sir would't let us go. Finally, after leaving the class, I walk up to this samosa store with my friend, and while i was waiting for my samosas, I kept complaining about this Sir and telling how stupid he was to take a class on Sunday and he had nothing better to do. He probably didn't have a wife or a girlfriend to hang around with and he probably was a big loser. When I turn around, he was right behind me, and fortunately, just laughing away.

 

5. The trip to South of India with my tourism class. We were at Vrindavan Gardens near Bangalore. After watching the light show, we girls were walking back to the gate together, while this guy tried to act smart and was passing comments from behind. I don't know wat happened to me, I just turned back, slapped him, then realized what i had done, ran as fast as i could to join my friends who had gone a bit ahead. He did come up with his friends with his hand still stuck on his cheek, but there wasn't anything that those three guys could do against we 7 girls and that too, in front of a crowd.

 

6. Yes, this was unbelievable coz thats normally not the trend. But I seem to have never followed a pattern, have I? I scored a 82% in 10th, while a 83.5% in 12th.

 

7. My family tradition goes as such: the bride's shoes are bought by the groom's side in the baraat, and then they give it to the bride so that she can wear it in the ceremony. Jignesh's family says: Shoes are unlucky. We won't carry it. And they say it after the baraat has reached and we ask for the shoes. So I have no shoes. I, size 5.5, have to wear a size, 8 (my friend's) shoes while I am getting married. And the result, my wedding saree getting constantly stuck in the oversized heels.

 

8. During long distance train journeys. I breath books.

 

9. How about this one!!! And if you are reading this, pls comment.