the story starts when we were in our first year. The annual day was one of the biggest events in our college, specially because it was our golden jublee year, and we are the golden jublee batch.
Our Annual day was themed on bengali culture, the main attraction was our dance drama - shyama, by rabrindnath tagore.
Most of my friends know I can't dance, well if someone asked me to dance, someone watching might commit suicide. I hope that gives you guys the idea how bad i must be.
My senior, Malvika ma'am had told me to dance, atleast for my first annual day. I did audition, and surprisingly, they did put me in a few dances.
Me being tall, is a huge problem so i was shifted to another dance.
My group had 6 people, plus my main senior playing shyama.
Apoorva was on my side, and dancing infront of me.
The thing is, Apoorva and I were more of aquaintances then, only source by which i knew her - facebook.
first picture of us, during practice
If i had to describe her when I first saw her, it would be a lady with tremendous sex appeal. I remember a batchmate coming up to me and telling me how hot a chick did i score. I just smiled.
So apoorva and I used to have fun making jokes, on us being all that, and i remember one of her friends going OH MY GOD!! ARE YOU CRAZY?! WHAT WILL PEOPLE THINK NOW?!
It did sort of piss me off, but it was awesome how she handeled that.
Annual day practice had a lot of fun moments, you see our leader, used to give other groups dancing as well, so we used to do weird stuff while she was gone,
everything apart from practice,
Titanic recreated
So a day before the event we werent sure if we remembered the second dance steps, so we it was kinda horrific and scary how our senior was, blah blah blah you cant dance, il cancel it, blah blah.
Though we did manage it, and our final rehearsal on stage was the day when we finally almost got it right, note i said almost.
day before the function, i remember it being hot.
So my friends had amazing fun clicking pictures of me wearing nailpolish, i mean come on, nailpolish sucks otherwise,
naina we need to click this, said my friends
so after a few rounds of practice, we all were tired and decided to sleep, and apoorva being the brat and the devilish mind clicked the picture of us sleeping,
sleeping before the function
when the moment came to me dancing, i wasn't that bad(thanks to geetika mam)
though i fell once while gettin up on stage, but nobody noticed it, luckily.
our small little group
we partied for a while, while enjoying the music played by mihir, yep he was awesome.
embarresing apoorva with sid and my drama
we then decided to go back home all of us, i stayed over at apoorva's that night, and no nothing happened.
it was a wild ride home with, prateev sir, hitanshi, dimri and apoorva, a story i will write some other day
Hope you guys enjoyed the memory lane, more to come, and request for any if you want it to be written.
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