Thursday, November 20, 2008
What's so grand about a dholki? :(
Look. I love my friends. I just don't like dholkis. I don't see a POINT to sitting in a circle, clapping your hands like crazy, one girl hitting the drum like crazy, warbling at the top of your voices about some yellow suit which arrived from goodness knows where along with green green bangles !!
There is just no POINT in a dholki....
I am a hopeless spoil-sport. I try to make SENSE out of everything. Friends tell me , "kuch cheezain AEWEEN hoti hain" ... (There are some things in the world, that are there just for the heck of it)
And I just can't digest that!! I try, seriously I do. I paste a big smile on my face, like I will do about 1 hour from now, clap my hands politely, sit daintily, grin encouragingly at all the human beings who think its an amazing exercise to dance to an idiotic song, and generally look as I'm having a fab time.
When all I am thinking of is ... maybe my next blog post :P
Life is crazy. What with the hunt for a good UK university (I am so LOST in all they have to offer, I wish there were less variety), and now this dholki I have to go to.
I tried getting out of it. Asked my friend veeerrryyy hopefully, whether I could bunk it. I told her I am no good addition to an event like a dholki. But she wouldn't hear it. We're not best friends for nothing right.. so I HAVE to go.
Thank the Lord she doesn't blog :D..Even if she does, er, I'm still going to this event right? SO she still means a lot to me... (take that!)
Khair, I have to run.. *huge sigh* It's going to be ONE ...LONG evening.
*walks off mournfully*