Jalsa with Salsa

From childhood ive always wanted a real hobby . I have always lied on my CV, in interviews and on social networking sites about my hobbies. Collecting stamps ,coins and reading books have been the most popular ones ,whereas the thruth is ive never even used a stamp on an inland letter and the only books i might have read are Balbharti and champak comics.



On a fine friday evening when we were out buying weekly ration like homely housewives , a small boy handed me a leaflet ....... Bangalore SALSA -- Rs1200 /- per month ... no need of a partner ...... it read ...... this was a god sent signal for me to fulfill my lifelong dream of having a hobby ... SALSA .......

The next Saturday i put on my best shirt and jeans and set out to pursue my dream .... but i couldnt muster up the courage to go and register ... i guess i thougt this dance was for the rich nd famous... nd the only place i had danced was on ganapati visarjaan or on nasik dhol at the garba night ..... it would be like govinda dancing in a beyonce music video .....

Well after 2 nariyal paanis nd a plate of sev poori ... i thought well i cant swim without entering into water .... so i went up and registered ..... the crowd consisted of fluent english speaking, chewing gum chewing babes and studs ..... even the gatekeeper asked me in fluent english what i was lookin for .... embarresed i replies in broken english and found my way ....

Finally the class began ... and my worst fear came true .... the guys : girls ratio was 7:5 so 2 guys would not have partners ... and i was one of them ..... i cursed my stars for such rotten luck .... but then the trainer instructed to change partners and i heaved a sigh of relief .... in the beginning holding a girls hand felt awkward in a nice way .. but soon it was sweating and now it felt awkward in a wierd way ....

After dancing quitely with most of the girls .. i finally asked a girl -- "whats your name ?" ... she replied and asked ... "whats yours .. ??" .. i replied and then there was a long silence ..... u studyin or workin ? where are you from ? do u like coffee ? ... these were the questions i should have asked but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a sneeze ... i totally choked like the indian cricket team does in a series finale .... well that was my last chance to strike a conversation and i sneezed on it .... i had to dance quitely lookin at the cieling fan for the rest of the class .....Well even after all these award winning blunders ... i enjoyed the whole experience .. this was my first and only genuine hobby ......

After 3 trail classes they informed me they will be collecting the fees in the next class... and i havent returned since .. well i think now i have learnt enough to be a participant in the next season of nach baliye ;-) .......