"sanedo re sanedo"...
and the people went crazy and danced like madmen. no not mad, that's not the right word to describe the atmosphere that night. it was more in the tune of crazy, extravagent, wild, exhilirated, jubiliant...i guess it's just a mixture of all that and more. and i witnessed it all.
as all my dear readers are aware, i have taken time off from my classes at MSU-Baroda and landed my 'home-made food' sick butt in Ahmedabad. actually, spent the better half of Wednesday with Bhaskar (my Assamese roommate) and helped him move to his new apartment and went and shook up his work place at Azure Management as well. now that turned out to be a good thing since i ran into dear ol' Yash Lodhiya (my classmate from High School) while we sorted out the contract details for Bhaskar
...cause i got hopelessly lost on my way and thanks to certain misdirections from certain rikshawalas, i showed up an hour and half late for lunch (by which time the girls had already got done with the 'lunch') sporting a very silly grin that said, "i am an idiot to get lost and go around in circles in my own city". :D
well, went down to Shahibagh to my masi's (i.e. maternal aunt) that evening and caught up with my masi and masa (the one's who live in Mumbai and were in A'bad on some work)...hogged on some homemade food played with my little dodo and slept...zzzzzzzz...
the Navratri bug bit me late that night and i decided to go down to Shila Lekh (i.e. stone inscription. what a funny name for luxury apartment complex!!) for the garba. my cousin had managed to get hold of passes and apparantly a certain Sanedo (a traditional folk-song form that uses satire) singer was to perform that night. well, i didn't dance that night. couldn't muster energy to keep up with the pace of the crowd. but i surely enjoyed seeing the people dance that night...
forget Ibiza and Bali, if you want a real party, then come to Gujarat during Navratri.
...well, i got lots more to say, but kya kare, my sister needs to feed the baby and i am missing my movie at 9...
but i promise to be back with more Navratri sagas. still got 3 more nights of dancing to go...
5 comments:
Anyhow you seem easily moving/floating/dancing through the day - I really can see you in my imagination - and it doesn't matter if you perhaps get lost for some time as well as it doesn't matter spending time with a lot of activities that have nothing to do with studying.
I like the atmosphere of your writing... just wish the same for me in my daily routine :-)
Yeah Nachi,
Bangra isn't your style bru.....and yeah, I'm still alive. There aren't much that can get me down for longer than 5 weeks. Not even 1.4 billion indians or the 200 here in Tanz.
Getting lost ain't that bad, but getting lost on your way to have lunch with 3 gals are clearly f...ing stupid. What in the world were you thinking????? You suck bru and this will cause you to hang out with your roomies a bit more and move there shit up or down or just you would like it. "Cause you lost da babes....Fiz, you support me on this one. I know I'm right!
Ciao and have fun bru.....
God! I miss India.
hey bro! man its been long. hope yu are doing well...
yes navarathiri, the enigmatic nigths, but we dont dance here for nava. Just have cultural performance and such. Maybe ill drop by after ibiza... :p Bali is also hindu u kno, maybe they have a different kind of nava there.
Rickshaw wallas mostly tell the wrong direction to guys - just to take 'panga' .
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