Sunday, May 30, 2010

Dance Like No One is Watching

Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth.

If you pause to consider, it is probably the best advise anyone can dispense you, that you are very unlikely to heed. It is also a beautiful thought and it happens to be a Mark Twain quote, which suddenly makes me crave for a Tom Sawyer adventure.

If you ever have a crappy day, you can usually rely on three things to cheer you up. Chocolates (or in general a good meal), alcohol and if there is still some room left, a heart to heart conversation with someone who understands. But then there are days when you get all three of these and still feel depressed/lonely/sad (take your pick) as you climb in bed. Then there is the hidden fourth.

All you have to do is cry... and you will feel better. (Just Kidding)

The hidden fourth is a brilliant song, or better still, a collection of songs, an empty terrace/balcony/room/any-secluded-place-in-general, and two feet that can move. :) The only thing better than dancing like no one is watching, is dancing when there is actually no one watching you. :P

Just, put on some music on a radio, i pod, a complicated woofer system, or whatever you can lay your hands on, just find something and sway to its beats. Dance awkwardly, slowly, steadily. Sing along with the song, shout if the situation demands it. But sing, and dance. And as you sing, and as you dance, the second part of the quote will materialize in you. Your troubles will recede, at least for the time being, your head will be lighter, your heartache will take a breather, and you will be able to sleep. Hopefully.

As always, hope must drive you.

Fare you well, comrade.

Luv and Luck
Void

7 comments:

Quaintzy Patchez said...

aaah... so, close your doors and windows to the world put on music and sing and dance. I think the single best advantage of this is: when the neighbours yell, you won't hear :)

Void said...

Who cares about neighbors... Remember the Frost poem about the fence?

Quaintzy Patchez said...

My point exactly :D

Quaintzy Patchez said...

i've had many of those irritating 'crank-up-your-music-system-to-ridiculously-high-volumes-like-there-is-no-one-in-the-neighbourhood-who-has-heart-or-hypertension-problems-or-is-a-weak-patient-or-a-baby' neighbours XP

Void said...

Tabhi maine us mei ipod bhi likha tha.. and now, in this age of multimedia mobiles, all u have to do is go buy a decent pair of ear phones...
The point being, you dont have to crank up the music to be able to dance

Void said...

or you can always get your neighbors earplugs! I will send u some, I am sure I can find some (a lot actually) lying around useless in a gigantic(ally stupid) steel plant..

Jack said...

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