what a day it was today…like a whiff of fresh air, to break the monotony that my life had become.for a long time now all i had been doing was attending the same old classes, going to the same old btp lab, meeting up and chatting with same old friends, in short, following the same old damn routine… all these factors made today more fun than it would have been otherwise.
it was open house in the hostel, ‘informals‘ being the preferred name.this being my last semester here i had considered inviting some friends over but ultimately decided against it.this day would have passed like any other, without anything to write home about had it not been for stef (she’s a french born swiss national who’s here as an exchange student). she had invited four of her friends over including octa’s firang crush floe ( cho chweet n cute he is).
ordinarily i wouldn’t have cared about joining the party but for octa.she was sleeping when i informed her about floe.and man, did she spring up or what on hearing about him.didn’t waste even a second in getting up and getting ready. mind you this is the same girl who is always lethargic and enthu-less wherever alacrity is the keyword.hmmm moving on….octa is not on talking terms with either stef or floe and is too shy to initiate a conversation herself. thus,yours truly was forced into giving her company. and there i was (in my pyjamas and chappal for god’s sake) trying to somehow get her talk to floe.
for quite a while we just observed them,not knowing how to approach. she was particularly apprehensive. after much ado i managed to get her along. i went up to stef and started a conversation. after some prodding we got all of them dancing to indian songs and in indian ishtyle. it was so much fun.first they copying us,then formulating new steps on their own.these movements were as varied as bollywood pelvic gyrations to swimming strokes.olivier especially was very pepped up and floe followed closely……then they entered a game and stef won.and boy, that was some bumps we showered on her.
our group was the centre of everyone’s attraction (even the caretaker remarked on our enthu and olivier’s dancing skills later in the night). soon people started joining us and the fun increased manifold. it was difficult to tell for how long we had been there.time just passed.it thus came as a shock when the house was declared close. there was nothing more left to do now than say goodbyes.
all in all it was an evening worth it. octa got to meet floe and talk to him. i and matty got a much needed break from a life quite un-happeing for some time now. xavier,olivier,floe and romeo got an experience of what indian dance party is like.earlier,numerous attempts of stef were not fruitful in convincing them to join the party.stef was relieved that her friends enjoyed.
ahoy firangs for their enthu….by the way,did i mention that olivier sang a few lines of ‘dhoom machale’……..
P.S.:this day made me realise something…..i’ll put it up in the next post
