At first, it’s awkward.
These are strangers after all.
Letting yourself go, shedding all inhibitions requires familiarity and trust
But perhaps the way to familiarize and gain trust is to let oneself go.
No time to think tonight, as the music starts pulsing
And despite myself, and my inhibitions, I feel myself begin to move
Surrounded by the beats and moving bodies
High on life, soaking in energy from this ancient ritual.
I begin to lose myself in this moment.
Nothing exists except this and now
A moment of pure bliss, stretched out to last a nighttime.
Names and faces blur as I find my rhythm,
As I match it to the one going around the room
A drink here, a drag there,
I finally begin to feel at ease.
I feel like I belong
Tonight there are no boys or girls,
there are no regional loyalties,
there are no friends and batch-mates,
Tonight there’s only a celebration.
A celebration of life,
A celebration of love,
A celebration of the spiritus mundi.
As tonight we are bound together by a single thread.
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Very nice, especially since I know exactly what you're talking about. :)
ReplyDeletehaha... thanks for empathizing :)
ReplyDeleteVery nice, especially since I DO NOT know what you're talking about.
ReplyDeleteReluctant feminist! :D
In that case, thanks for appreciating the unknown. It takes great courage.
ReplyDeleteThat goes for the second part of the comment as well :)
not bad... not bad at all!! :)
ReplyDeleteP.S. i think i know. isn't it obvious? or am i missing something?
Thanks!
ReplyDeleteI thought it was obvious too, until Mangoman brought in an element of mystery, which i like, so yes, ur missing the entire point... concentrate harder!