Saturday being my off day I enjoy it thoroughly. Today no exception. Morning started off well with a spiritual song, cleaning the kitchen, then bathroom. When I wash the toilet, I remember Gandhi, how humble it makes one. Put on the computer and was thrilled to see 50th member (only friends, no “followers”) Ava has joined. My friends are your friends, and yours mine. Hence a little clap for her.. Plz plzz.. Thanks.
OK, as I said I was in good mood. My stereo set was loud. I always keep it like that. And suddenly I heard that song. It’s a Tamil song of the 70s (Madrasis, you know this song, Sivaji’s adi ennadi raakamma, translated..hey what ya Raakamma.. Plz don’t laugh at my translation every time).What a song man! Literally rocks.
First I started tapping the table, slowly my legs started moving right to left and back to front. I looked at the mirror. The image said “Go for it.” And then it started. The dance.
MJ would have given up if he had seen me dancing. It was a “tappanguthu” (Tamil) style song (What in English I dunno, rap, pop?!) I brought my right elbow to the front, my left leg moved backwards automatically, right elbow front, right leg moved back.
Again, the mirror echoed, Great going dude. (My dance-loving daughter’s voice screamed in my mind –Papa you are insulting dancers). I was determined to listen to the mirror image.
And then it happened. I lifted my right leg a little above the needed height and bummm…I fell flat..With my bum hitting the ground.
The pain. What a pleasure it is.