(This could be true, but is it?)
For a couple of years, when I was in my early-teens, I ended up being cajoled into a Ganesh visarjan procession. A combined group of the smaller, five-day household ones.
Somehow, despite my intense aversion to the 'dhak-a-chikka-dhak-a-chikka-DHAK' music being blared by those horrible 'orchestra' bands, and the idiotic amounts of firecrackers being burst even as everybody was walking over them, I ended up dancing the entire way till the water's edge.
Four hours (two of them barefoot) of mindless and most-likelily cringe-worthy gyrations on a busy night-time Indian road. Four hours of waving at all the cars and buses crawling past as we edged along our way, not even wondering (or caring) if anybody I knew would spot me. Four hours of holi-colour-drenched, 'boom-boom-bu-boom, bu-bu-boom!' chaos.
Some quiet evenings I still end up smiling at the utter freedom I felt.
Some nights I still wake up shuddering at the insanity of it all.
12.2.10
Friday Fun: Fact/Fiction
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4 comments:
I personally think it's true, and that you should always do this in warm weather :) (If that ever happens here)
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momentary lapses of reason ROCK. thats what makes life worth living.
Ah- having once shed those inhibitions one may as well really have fun!
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