DJ night stories..

“Where’s the party tonight” shouted an excited SH as he descended down from his bedroom, all dressed up with multiple coatings of coconut oil, talcum powder, fairness creams and of course his set–wet very, very sexy deo. And in the continuation he squeaked “On the dance floor” and skipped the last 2 steps to throw his back pack on the table, on a Friday morning. His excitement is justified. He becomes all this excited every Friday morning in expectance of a DJ night in Infy, in the evenings. And if everyone from our room confirms their presence this “lakshmi” of our house lights an agarbtahi, breaks a coconut and wakes up everyone in the morning in his uncanny excitement.

Take 1: Now this man of small frame has a very noticeable yet infamous dancing history. Year 1996, I guess (SH can you confirm?), class 8, at a tender age of 13, SH had the audience roaring to his dance steps, innovation in choreography took a new meaning in the dance books and SH was the pioneer. Such is the feat of the man who jogs more than a mile every DJ night (I hear the boing sound!! LOL). I mean he tries something of the sort of a moon walk but then to one dancing close by it appears like a jog on the treadmill. It’s his trademark step. The last time we had an excited SH dancing and singing along with the remix of Kajra re, me and NG had to take a step out and burst out laughing. SH had one hand on his ear and the other in the mid-air and went two steps close to a girl from BPO; with closed eyes he was imagining himself as Tansen singing a Bollywood number luckily he didn’t get slapped by the girl whom he offended. And the legend still dances unperturbed

Take 2: Flash back: GE, this fellow is known for his dynamic entries during DJ nights. Year 2006, our first job and our first DJ night in Infy. Me and NG managed to overcome our incapability and were swaying to the tunes of a slow number in a corner. GE jumped out of nowhere and did this dance of which we dint understand a thing. He went into a frenzied mode of fits, shaking every limb of his body, he was out of control and the dance didn’t match the pace of the slow number even remotely. The world came to a standstill, people on the dance floor froze not in amazement but in disturbance of GE’s insanity, the DJ went dead, the music stopped; suddenly we were the attention of the world and there was silence, NG stopped dancing but GE went on like a machine, with his head down, eyes closed, teeth chattering, body shivering, shoulder banging inwards, neck rotating 360deg dance. The atrocious act of insanity came to a sudden stop only when GE no longer felt the phone in his pocket, he had lost it. The scratch sound came back, the DJ was alive, the disc started spinning, GE came to a stand-still this time and men and women started to dance again after prolonged stares. And we spent the rest of the night hunting for GE’s phone on the dance floor while he sat depressively calling up his mummy during his night shift.

Take 3: Zoom cameras!! Action! (In a tone reserved only for announcing movies on HBO)-The Man, the body, the color of the t-shirt and those unmatched dance moves on the dance floor, we welcome GA from pol-lachi. For all those junior dancers out there, you need to practice what GA does to become dancers of his caliber. Now let me just give a quick tuition through this blog. Step one: Project your left hand out. Step 2: Give a slight jerk to your projected hand and your chest. Step 3 and 4. Repeat the same on right side. At times to add sway and grace to your moves shake your legs as well. And to be noticeable please do dress up accordingly on DJ nights. A red t-shirt with a misdesigned Swiss flag on it will catch the attention of every girl who would have had GK as a subject in her school and knows exactly how a Swiss flag looks like. If not then she would get blinded by the red color and those killer shades.

Take 4: NG, this chap has extra-ordinary moves in his ammunition. Keep swaying at a gentle pace irrespective of the pace of the music, now put this swaying moves in a iterative loop and run it infinitely with circular referencing and pointers that point to the same move. You need to have great concentration to do this unstoppably for 3 hours. And at times when bored of running the same loop, stretch your neck to look at the waxed legs and arms of a being close by. Oh yes, please do remember to grin uncontrollably while you do the so called dance.

Take 5: Now what do I say about myself, I am the best these guys have, I am too modest to let any of the adulation climb up my head. The last time I danced there were 6 casualties around me, one wounded and 5 others seriously injured had to be rushed to the hospital. Such killer dance steps, but I never knew admiration could wound people. Guess being a fan too is not easy, hats off to all those wounded supporters who support me still.

ME is yet to loose his virginity on the dance floor although we have seen a small preview of him during one of our alcohol (read tea) parties, let me warn you, he has some juicy dance chops to flaunt with, that even include a strip-tease. I wonder how the Infy public will react to it if it was ever performed live. ASH has to learn to stop blocking the speakers every DJ night besides learning a few steps and playing in the hay. So... you go practice your animal moves while I just refine my moves to the song “Where’s the party tonight, on the dace floor”...

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