I decided to check out on nightlife in Dubai and landed in an Asian country club (Not India) along with three friends.
“What will you have?” asked my host.
“You come here to ask for fruit punch,” he mocked, while the music started. A group of full-clad, sad girls on the stage left me not-so-glad, while a singer screamed.
“Do you want to have a taste of African culture?” asked my host, seeing my disappointment, and I readily agreed.
We moved to the ground floor, where an African band was performing and another group of eight African girls adorned the stage.
From the word go, the songs, ambience and smiles took me by pleasant surprise. We repeatedly cheered the singers and they became equally ecstatic. So much so, that an African singer took the mike and declared, “Here’s an Indian song for our Indian friends.” He went on to sing “Dil de diya hai…(Given my heart)” Bollywood song, and we started dancing and cheering louder. Some of the girls on stage repeatedly flashed “Namaste,” making us feel more homely.
Various African folk forms were enacted and the girls changed their attire according to the traditions.
There was no vulgarity in both the places.
Bill? Don’t ask me. I will faint if asked to pay.