strictly ballroom

me and sonal

been on a high since last evening… happiness since stevie wonder brought tears of joy to my eyes with songs in the key of life.. the celebration of the moment – gospel music for the earthbound.. discovered the rhythm again.. and the blues..

jonathan and mukul

and the people- so many people.. sonal in town from delhi for a seminar to reshape the mill lands.. and jonathan – french historian from america now in glasgow via oxford.. sonals friends from the workshop- kinkini, jaspreet, tina.. meghana the gorgeous and ranjit the mad (mukul and ninad – of course).. café coffee day at carter road and dinner at thai ban.. spiral conversations.

ninad and me

today there is glitter in my eyes and a beautiful woman in my arms. the spotlight is on us, the dance floor is waiting and we are swaying away- me in my fancy jacket and she in her flamenco dress… glamourous, stylish and sexy.. fabulously funny brilliant and so very entertaining -‘strictly ballroom’ at the end of which all of us stood up clapping and cheering and i still cant stop smiling.. the rumba is dance of love.. shall we dance?... ooo yes- right now?


me and my fantasy

and then sitting around at 4 on a saturday afternoon all of us watching karan johar bitch away with beautiful and charming stars (in this case abhishek bachchan and preity zinta).. loving them.

sonal left right now and the house has emptied suddenly.. it is back to being private space.. this silence is feeling odd.. feeling lightheaded and giddy with all that divine laughter- can still hear it in my ears.. am going to let it ring itself out now while reading a book in my room.