And about our role in dance club, I the bastard Guru and the sloth professional dancer Shiva stood in the mid of the crowd. We hardly spoke few words in entire 2-3 hrs but exchanged eye signs quite a few times. Though normally we feel proud and pat each others back for taking wonderful decision, earning lacs of Rs in 1-2 months, comparing the salaries and feeling we can become enough rich than any of our close friends working in India, today we weren't feeling comfortable. We understood, we are still backward and we never come out of our serious lives with thousands of short-term, middle-term, long-term goals etc etc which are really unnecessary at least after these many so called ACHIEVEMENTS AS PER INDIANS in terms of money and status.
And last important thing to mention, one asshole - insane - crazy Indian guy, probably around 32-35 years, who was alone, tried at least 4-5 times entering the dance floor which was occupied with couples. He tried hitting on every girl but none of them even turned their face. He was going off the stage, probably boosting himself with enough courage/ guts and again entering the dance floor. I really don't know whether to appreciate that bastard's ostentatious courage or to depreciate his lonely capricious craziness.
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