skip to main |
skip to sidebar
The walk home.
This is the post in which I'm going to tell you about our walk home. Our walk half way home actually. It was a salsa night. Different strokes dance classes, which I attended for salsa lessons organize a salsa night once or twice a month. Its usually held at sprint in Vihang Palm Club, and is a whole lot fun IF you enjoy salsa.. and IF you have an idea about it. Watching people dance is entertaining
, no doubt, but being able to do it yourself is a completely different thing. Which is why Raph didn't start enjoying until he started dancing himself. :) Salsa is honestly, very easy for girls. If you know your basic foot work well, you have to leave it to the guy. The guy leads, and the girl follows. Yes, the harsh reality of life. But it still is enjoyable. And from personal experience, I can say that it makes you do wonders. There have been times when I had no idea what to do, but I blindly trusted my partner, and then its magical.. You surprise yourself. You do a lot of combinations of moves, stop for a second, look at the partner and gasp, "What was THAT?". The best part is, the girl turns, the girl does all cross body moves, so viewers obviously are in awe of the GIRL. You do almost nothing, and steal the show. Thats salsa for you. :) Its not ALL that easy, you have to have heels on, you have to have a good sense of balance, you have to make sure you don't fall and get embarrassed. Thats the most important part, cause it is highly probable. Especially when you a
re not at all used to wearing heels and WALKING even. Dancing gracefully is real far fetched. The best part of salsa is the music. You can dance on almost anything and everything. This salsa night was dedicated to the God of Pop, Michael Jackson. We danced to the tunes of "Thriller", "Beat it", and even "They don't really care about us." Je trouve le musique du salsa trop romantique. Lets get back to what WE were up to that night. Me, Jhelum and Raph left home at about 8 and then waited for Shailee and Amelie FOREVER. Finally, when they arrived, we were dancing. You can't really refuse when people come and ask you to dance, so, I was having a nice time. And Raph was amazed by how well people were dancing. Amelie was trying to teach him a few basic moves. And he even got them right. He gets EVERYTHING. So, then he was having a nice time too. Jhels the Pels got to dance too. :P Soon we all got exhausted.. It was midnight, and we had to get home. We got out, and not a single rickshaw. So, we had to walk down. I remember how it hadn't rained for two days in a row, but we were out on the road, at midnight, wearing feet killing heels, exhausted, hungry, with a tight schedule to keep up with the next day, desperately trying to get home. So it HAD to rain. It was obviously, completely necessary. We reached the samatanagar gate, and then gave Tejas a call to pick us up. We waited, drenched and tired. Then we did the routine. Clicked pictures. Isn't that what we all do when there is nothing left to do? Anyway, Tejas was there after a while, and we got home. The walk though, I will never forget. :)
, no doubt, but being able to do it yourself is a completely different thing. Which is why Raph didn't start enjoying until he started dancing himself. :) Salsa is honestly, very easy for girls. If you know your basic foot work well, you have to leave it to the guy. The guy leads, and the girl follows. Yes, the harsh reality of life. But it still is enjoyable. And from personal experience, I can say that it makes you do wonders. There have been times when I had no idea what to do, but I blindly trusted my partner, and then its magical.. You surprise yourself. You do a lot of combinations of moves, stop for a second, look at the partner and gasp, "What was THAT?". The best part is, the girl turns, the girl does all cross body moves, so viewers obviously are in awe of the GIRL. You do almost nothing, and steal the show. Thats salsa for you. :) Its not ALL that easy, you have to have heels on, you have to have a good sense of balance, you have to make sure you don't fall and get embarrassed. Thats the most important part, cause it is highly probable. Especially when you a
re not at all used to wearing heels and WALKING even. Dancing gracefully is real far fetched. The best part of salsa is the music. You can dance on almost anything and everything. This salsa night was dedicated to the God of Pop, Michael Jackson. We danced to the tunes of "Thriller", "Beat it", and even "They don't really care about us." Je trouve le musique du salsa trop romantique. Lets get back to what WE were up to that night. Me, Jhelum and Raph left home at about 8 and then waited for Shailee and Amelie FOREVER. Finally, when they arrived, we were dancing. You can't really refuse when people come and ask you to dance, so, I was having a nice time. And Raph was amazed by how well people were dancing. Amelie was trying to teach him a few basic moves. And he even got them right. He gets EVERYTHING. So, then he was having a nice time too. Jhels the Pels got to dance too. :P Soon we all got exhausted.. It was midnight, and we had to get home. We got out, and not a single rickshaw. So, we had to walk down. I remember how it hadn't rained for two days in a row, but we were out on the road, at midnight, wearing feet killing heels, exhausted, hungry, with a tight schedule to keep up with the next day, desperately trying to get home. So it HAD to rain. It was obviously, completely necessary. We reached the samatanagar gate, and then gave Tejas a call to pick us up. We waited, drenched and tired. Then we did the routine. Clicked pictures. Isn't that what we all do when there is nothing left to do? Anyway, Tejas was there after a while, and we got home. The walk though, I will never forget. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment