Dancing is
something that comes naturally to some people but it takes quite a herculean
effort for people like me to come out of their shell and make an entry into the
dancing world...May be I ll need special shoes to teach me the actual art of
dancing...
But I did take some
baby steps that day...An uneventful day which ended in a trip to the capital
city as it always does...We were sitting outside a small temple drinking water
from my brown colored bottle that a person randomly approaches us and says “Dha
Rupiya???” and we outright reject him...Then we notice that there is an aunty
staring at us from the balcony with suspected eyes...Why on earth would the
aunty be bothered if we don’t give money to a street side person... It was only
later that we realized that he was the society and asking us a question ”Daaru
piya ???” It took some convincing to prove our innocence including asking him
to drink the same stuff that we were drinking...And yes, it was indeed water,
certified by the watchman eventually...
The night moved on
and a visit to Miramar beach followed...There’s a stage outside it from which
the CCD stands quite visible...It was a place where I had my first Live Show
with my buddy Kapil aka MLA sahib...A normal dance followed by some violence
with Kapil landing his dhai kilo kaa haath firmly on me...It is something when you are prepared for something that you can defend against an attack of this intensity but warnings are rare in today's world...May be it was a
revenge for the sins that I had committed knowingly or unknowingly...
To this date, I
accept that I am not a good dancer and I never will be cause “Pappu Can’t Dance
Saala”...May be there will be a time when I actually will, may be in future but till then, I am happy the way I am...
Quote Unquote:
Nobody cares if you
can't dance well. Just get up and dance
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