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Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Morris Dancers

One simple turn made my day :):):)....

Let me explain. I went to my friend's place to pick a book. On exiting from that place, I decided to turn right to the Como lake to spend some time reading that book. On reaching the lake, I noticed a bunch of ladies dancing to traditional English music. They were wearing authentic English dress that were similar to what I remember seeing worn by bagpiper. I could not believe ladies in their 40s executing those steps. Not too difficult but certainly tiring. Practice might explain their agility. It was totally awesome and every one who had come there for a nice stroll simply stopped to watch them. The lead lady explained to the crowd between songs about the history of the dance, the people in twin cities doing it and the gender criteria that came with the dance. It was tradionally done by men. By the end of 19th century, it was introduced to the ladies. Very rarely do they mix men and women in the dance. Except...

There are 5 groups in the twin cities area. 2 men's group, 1 women's group , 1 mixed group and 1 children's group. The women's group was practising and performing there at the lake. The lead, towards the end of the performance, invited some in the crowd for a dance.

Deena was invited too. It was like waking him up from a dream. Only, now the reality was better than the dream. Too bad other men in the crowd refused to join. So it was Deena, a few ladies from the crowd and those amazing ladies who showed so much enthusiam at such an age, that it made everyone wonder if we grew younger as time progresses. A few practice steps to get a hang of things and boom the live music went live. The audience who took the challenge and crossed the line were well rewarded with an experience that made them feel like kids playing in the park oblivious to what awaits them once they grow up. Our friend Deena was giggling away to glory.

Wish life was a dance...

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