"Are you here with a babe?" asked an old-time college pal who'd come with some
other friends, as we bumped into each other at the portals of Hyder Mahal. "Not
really," I replied, "More like with a job." He would have none of it, and a few
disparaging comments followed, starting with allegations of untruthfulness due
to irrational possessiveness, and ending with those of incapability.
Graduates of most premier engineering colleges will bifurcate mankind thus: those
who can land "babes" and those who can't. After that, it is just a matter of getting
used to life. And when such stoics find themselves at a nite of a kind that they
aren't too used to, they don't swerve from the time-tested path (I'd have made
that "can't", but these guys know where I live). They stick together.
And that was perhaps the cutest feature of this music-and-dance nite at the ITC
Kakatiya Sheraton - a bunch of guys doing their own thing on the dance floor,
while there were couples all around. Exactly the same as on campus, except that
there weren't any couples around then. I could have said that that's an improvement,
except that it somehow doesn't sound encouraging, and, like I said, they know
where I live.
Freaking Out Pharaohs was what the nite was called. And while it would need some
imagination to associate Egypt or its erstwhile rulers with it, there certainly
were a lot of persons freaking out.
The evening started - about 75 minutes late - with Forefront, a band from Goa,
doing 3-4 rock numbers, including ones by Dire Straits and by Bryan Adams. Two
well-choreographed dance performances by members of the John Britto Artworks dance
company from Chennai added variety to the event.
The band continued from here into the rest of the night. With 3 guitarists, a
drummer and one on the keyboards, this was more of a pop bunch. They score high
on vocals and the beats, and were good on the dance numbers that they did - these
included Maria, Who Let The Dogs Out and several "Egyptian" sounding numbers (though
one number by The Bangles that would've been pretty appropriate was conspicuous
by its absence - was it that this was an all-boys band?). But the moves into Floyd
and Queen, and even Bon Jovi, were disastrous.
Considering that this was an event exclusively for the elite, there was a delay before people got onto the dance floor. In fact, there was only one couple there (if you'll exclude some aforementioned entries!) for about half an hour. But then it accelerated, and the floor was pretty full by about 9pm. And there was no stopping the folks from having a groovy time then on.
Like always, the venue was the epitome of hospitality. The rain was just an excuse for people to hang around as long as they could.