I was never a big fan of parties of important days where everybody has to show what a wonderful time they had. Mad traffic, Long queues to enter a club, the mad rush at the bar counter and on the dance floor overpriced cover charges and plus you have the harassment from the cops to deal with pretty much defines the party scenes on any important day. You really begin to wonder what all the fuzz is about.
My theory is this; most people get in to this madness because of social obligations. Imagine you walk into work after New Years Eve and your colleagues ask you about what you did for new years. The fact of the matter is you really can’t tell them I sat at home. Even if you did sit at home, did some soul searching and enjoyed it. Talk about pressures of the modern world.
Ideally I’d like to go out partying on a normal weekend. No crazy traffic, lesser queues to enter a club, the mad rush at the bar counter (well!! You can’t avoid that more often than not for some strange reason), can stand on the dance floor without anybody hitting you and lesser harassment from the cops. All of it makes so much sense. And yet i have a strange feeling i'd somehow end up somewhere on a so called important day and cursing myself for showing up.....
Friday, December 11, 2009
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