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The rhythm in your life?

My roommate and I were on the painful return trip from the gym. Late at night, hungry and doggone tired! We also realized the unfortunate fact that there was no food at home…and stopped at a take away counter on the way to pick up some food.

It was not the restaurant but its location, which was in the spotlight. Situated in a busy street called Tippasandra, it sits amidst the heart of the entire hustle-bustle of the entire marketplace. With a community hall sitting not so far away from it…
That community hall is what I noticed last night. It was shining brightly even at that time of the night…shining brightly amidst all the surrounding chaos and mayhem. There was a wedding underway inside. The exterior resplendent in floral finery with the names of the bride and the groom etched out in beautiful floral creations…that take long hours to execute and shorter hours to wither! Bright lights decorating the entire exterior and announcing the presence of an ever brighter bedecked bride sitting within. Loud orchestrated noise could be heard coming from within…and in the midst of all the tiredness, I suddenly felt the urge to dance the local dance …in the middle of the road…right then…Dance away the pains? Dance away your sorrows? Maybe it does make sense after all!

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