Dancing .... Language of the expressive soul...

Sa re ga ma pa dha ni sa.

Do Rey mi fa so la ti do.

Boom Boom Pow.

.........These are the sounds of music,melody,vibe,....for some.. this is the meaning of life....

It is rightly said that actions speak louder than words...

Dance.meaning..a sport of moving ones body to music or melody.

but it holds a much deeper meaning ....

It is the language of the expressive soul....

One feeling lonely or sad expresses oneself by swaying..by moving swiftly..or just stepping to and fro..

The Flirts will..move to impress and show off their skills on foot....

The Old couple will do the close waist to shoulder dance..and move softly...

The Romantic ones will..be the hottest on the floor with a wide range of steps and various air lifts....

The Poppers will be the crowd pullers..lockin and popin..their way..into the night..

The hopeless ones try to ape their party-mates...try to move like they do but though they might not look good doing it ,they do feel good...

And then there are those who dance like no one else is watching ..they put their all into it ,,its like a feeling of being high!!! they have no concerns....they never think about (what mom said,,What their girl was complaining about,or what problems one has with their boy friends)

all these thoughts are blocked off...

it is not a compulsion 4 u to know how to move and grove properly...learnin is nothin but feeling good about ur self....

but if u wanna learn..then hey!, whatever makes you happy!!!!!!!!

because it is just a way of expression...u do not need to be guided...they are your expressions...

.....Do remember that...

OPPORTUNITIES IN LIFE DANCE WITH THOSE ALREADY ON THE DANCE FLOOR!!!!!!!

Watya waitin 4 get ur dancin shoes on and let the music play..........

Through the eyes of a backpacker....

A place is best described by a traveler on foot......
finding' time and deciding to get packing and get out ...that's what is called the traveling spirit
...getting Ur backpack ready and fastening da bag over ur shoulders....u get a feeling of growing wings ...u wish u could fly....well though capital is a bit of a problem, you say t urself..."hey i can hitch a ride"..coz uve got no one with you to tag along so u don't need t bother. well moving around places u get to see all kinds of people...there are those who talk politely and then there are those who hate ur guts, and give hostile remarks ..but being an outsider calls 4 a special ability to take in any sorts o hostile taunts or things like that..but that's the fun of it .......
on ur way if u spot a hottiee u try t make excuses t talk t him r her...u go to them and ask a random question ....can i know what time it is.....(though u have a phone and a watch..u still do):-P
or u ask " excuse me, may i know which bus am i to take to get to so n so"....u talk 4 a minute and feel happy that u got a story t tell t ur pals bak home and elsewhere (u can always add spice to the story..);-P
u see people quarreling outside of a store and make up ur own stories of how they could have started the fight but still keep walkin ....
the idea of all of this is to get ur head outta ur daily boring chores and your monotonous lives ...
seeing new places and meeting new people gets ur mind going on how different ppl from different families and different casts or creeds work in harmony with the city...the crowd is what gets the city to life...thus you tend to assess the differences uve found in the people..from city to city thus you look at the larger picture...u get the idea that all the cities are also together..cos a place is what the people make of it....
thus is this all ..i dont think so!!! coz u dont know what u will notice on the next curve....so
GET PACKIN!!!!!!!