One evening @ CitiCenter

Well, I was bored out of my wits during the weekend - I had watched all the good movies and had no1 to go out with as my friends all had programmes with their boyfriends/colleagues/other friends. But fortunately, on saturday morning, I flicked the book Brida by Paulo Coelho and what a great book it was. By the time I finished reading it, all i could think of was "Finding my soul mate". Ever since, I have been trying to look for the spot of light above the left shoulder of pretty much every (handsome) guy I have seen (not that I saw a lot of handsome guys!!!)

Sunday was a different day altogether... I woke up at 8 (pretty early for a sunday morning) and made lunch and then Sabal calls me and says, "Be ready, I'll come there by 3, we have to go near Gemini Flyover. I have to take you to meet someone there."

"But, tell me who it is. I have to dress accordingly."

"Wear your normal office type clothes. That would be fine." (I was pretty sure he was taking me to the doctor he had always told about - for my sinus trouble.) I was so angry with him for fixing up an appointment with a doctor, without even asking me...

At 2:30pm, I got another call from him, "Are you ready? Main aa raha hoon" I was ready and we ventured out of the house. I had just stopped raining and Chennai roads were at their cleanest (Well, I managed to find a little of the road amidst all the pot-holes...)

Then I asked him, "Were are you taking me?" He didn't say anything, just took out two pieces of paper from his pocket and gave me. They were two tickets for the play "Chocolate Krishna" by Crazy Mohan. I have been wanting to watch the play ever since June/July, but I didn't get a chance to. And there I was, sitting in an MTC bus, looking down at other people, who were travelling by small cars and two-wheelers. I felt like a queen because I was sitting at a higher place and because I was sooooooooo happy to have a person who knew what I liked and got it for me... Thanks, man!!!

The play was hilarious. I had a blast. Sabal said it was "Okay"... Anyways, then we thought we'd go to CitiCenter mall and while away some time. Sabal hated the idea of going to a mall and roaming around, given the fact that both of us were too broke to shop for anything from there. But I insisted and as usual he gave in and we were at the mall...

When we entered the mall, all I could think was "Please ask the guy to stop singing." There was a guy who was murdering old hindi melodies... So we were roaming inside the mall, we went inside Lifestyle showroom for window-shopping, just because the "noise" of the singing outside was so unbearable. When we came out a good half-an-hour later, there was a handsome guy (He was a hunk... Later came to know that his name was Abbas and that he was from Bangalore) who was conducting a show and he was calling people to dance and was encouraging the audience to clap, whistle, scream and what not!!!

There we were, on the 2nd floor of the mall, looking down at the centre stage where a few kids were dancing so beautifully to "Dard-e-disco" and "Mauja hi maujha"... I was so excited by the music that I convinced Sabal to come downstairs with me to watch the kids dancing. I got a gift coupon (25% off on any dress that I buy from "Right Choice" which was there at the same mall) for screaming out the loudest.

Then Sabal and 4 other guys he managed to befreind out there pushed me on to the stage (not to mention that the handsome guy also asked me to come on stage) and there I was a tiny, vulnerable, little girl on a red stage with around 5,000 people watching and clapping and screaming and whistling and expected me to dance...

They started playing "Soni nakh re" and I just did what I thought was dance and yeah, people were clapping and dancing along (that is one grrrrrreat thing about the Chennai crowd) and the icing on the cake was when the handsome guy himself danced with me... It was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G to say the least. And I could see Sabal from the stage, he was taking a video of me dancing in his mobile and he was encouraging others to scream for me... It was the best feeling, I could see how happy he was, how proud he was of me and my awkward movements that he terms "dance" (Kiya, if you are reading this, there are 5,000 people in Chennai, who clapped for me. I am not a bad dancer anymore!!!)

I was sooooooooooo happy because from childhood I have been made fun of for being as graceful as T R Rajendhar and I have never danced on stage in school or college because I thought, "When so many people are telling me this, I AM probably a bad dancer"... Thank you, Sabal for proving to me that I am not and thank you, also for your support and for pushing me up on that stage!!!