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Sunday, November 9, 2008
Red, Blue and 150 Decibels
I started to write this blog exacly six months ago. My hectic schedule (both work and otherwise) kept me from completing it. Finally I decided to finish it off. Though I'm not in that mood anymore, don't want to leave it sitting in my "saved" list. So spitting it out. If you want to know why I simply did not delete it without publishing, well... I like the title. That's why! However ridiculus it may sound :-)

The chill in the air, the wet rain drops, the sweaty guy in the front, the chic dipped in perfume in the back and the two ton bouncer barrier - one bears all this for eternity just to get a foot on the magic floor that transforms the world around into heaven. Dance clubs seem to be a refuge for most people, whether to escape from or looking for something. Had a good day? Time for a shot and a foot tap on the floor. Want a break from everything that went wrong? May be a drink would help to forget everything and swinging to the tune takes the stress off. In most cases, everybody may want some space around them but here, its just the space that you don't want. More, the merrier! One look at a packed dance floor makes one wonder how on earth so many people seem to be having the best time of the day in so little space. Nonetheless, it happens. One may feel extremely embarassed even to swing the hips to a tune normally but may be ready to embarass even Shakira once on the dance floor. Regardless of what is responsible, it makes one forget who one is, what one knows or doesn't know.

It seems to work like a polar opposite of the outside world. While same old faces and so much monotonicity everyday sucks the energy out of anyone, hardly anyone you know, blinding lights and deafening music seem to bring life into the body and soul. A place to have a great time with your partner or find one in case of you don't have one; works either way. There simply doesn't seem to be anything that can go wrong with this place except for two things I can think of; getting the attention of the bouncer or end up with a massive hangover the following day that needs a bottle of Advil.

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