Monday, October 15, 2007

Of Dances That Sound Like Sauces


Dramatic statement, isn't it? Well, it's true. Turns out that twenty three is actually not the full bloom of youth, as I'd imagined it to be, but the beginning of dotage. How else does one explain the fact that my attempt to learn how to dance turns me into eighty year old Ms. Creaky-Bones every weekend?

What I realized yesterday is that walking is actually a very complicated exercise which involves a complicated co-ordination between very many bodily systems. It's funny how one doesn't appreciate the wonder of bipedal movement till one is reduced to wincing with pain at every step.

Also, I am rather confused as to whether I can dance at all. It's strange. I feel like I have two left feet when I'm dancing, but when I watch the others, I tell myself that I can't be that bad. So is a good dancer defined as a good dancer, or one who is not as bad as the other bad dancers?

At the end of all the pontification and the grunts of pain, I'm forced to conclude that there are two kinds of people in this world, or atleast in the dance classes of the world: those whose grace and fluidity makes them look like they were born to salsa, and those who must resign themselves to dipping their french fries in salsa sauce and watching.


probe said...

Research says that wine actually enhances the absorption of calcium in blood. I think it's good for the bones. And yeah, beautifully written.

Doubletake, Doublethink. said...

if you ask me, i'd take the fries and the salsa sauce any day. it doesn't give you a bodyache, and it's out of your system the next day. now a dance is just plain simple dangerous.

heh? ok said...

@ probe
how come you always have the best ideas?

@ doubletake, doublethink
see, that's what i thought all my life. but then, there are some things you just have to do, and whine every step of the way.

ninkita said...

hehehehe... (wide, toothy grin)
I'll learn dancing only for One reason :D
Till then.. the salsa sause at charu's b'day party was really good!! and you know, her sis would totally rival pari as a photographic muse! check out the stuff i've added on flickr adn you'll see why!

new age scheherazade said...

haha. all the dancing I can do involves swivelling of hips and waving of hands. and i actually took bharatnatyam lessons once. before you ask,i was BAD at them.

i love salsa sauce.

heh? ok said...

@ nin
now that is something i will have to see :)

@ new age scheherazade
we're good dancers in our heads. that's what matters, i suppose.