Choreo Nite

It had all the ingredients to make it an unforgettable evening, and unforgettable it shall be. For the uninitiated, choreo nite is the annual dance competion of IITM. Its a welcome break between the two quizzes, and Saarang still months away. But thats not what it gets its unforgettableness from.

I believe it owes its glamour quotient not to the occasional elegant performance, but to the "B teams" of each hostel. The audience might ignore them as a nuisance, a visual catastrophe of gauche limbs. However for the dancers themselves, it is the hedonistic indulgence for ten minutes that surpasses everything else.

This year though the one thing that that'll be etched in the memory of the frivolous audience is the "Godav thing". No even I won't call it a dance, it was much more than that. It was a meticulously executed operation designed to surprise, entertain, tickle and shock the audience (in that order). When guys start gliding on roller skates and boards instead of the hooligan baraat party dance expected of B teams, one does get surprised. Add a score of bandana sporting, hockey stick wielding Godavites and a score more chasing a football amidst all these, and you begin to wonder "what next!"
Its when all start swaying to the background score of Chak de India that you realize whats happening.
Blind Aunty, roop tera mastana, parade, GODAV. This is all that comes to mind when I think of the next few minutes.
It all came to a premature end when all Godav decided to pull off a Salman Khan with O' o jane jana. Now in order to pull off a successful Salman Khan you need to be bare chested! And that didn't go down very well with the organizers.

Strange

You attempt three out of four questions in a humanities exam only to learn later you had to answer two.
There are 20 guys in the wing, and somehow all decide to hang you upside down from the first floor parapet (though I think my duty to inform the naive reader that I am the lightest in my wing at 51.374 kg and also I might have spilled water at the entrance of a few of those guys rooms)
A monkey comes and pees right in front of your room.
And if I tell you that these are just some of the happiest quirks of fate this week, you'll know what I have been through. When things start going wrong one wonders if there is not some deep conspiracy against you with the whole world colluding behind your back.
Well the day before a physics exam is not the right moment to muse on such existential questions, but strange I say, very strange.