Jack and Jill are two friends who one fine day visit a disco for the first time. Now, Jack and Jill although true friends, have a completely different outlook on certain aspects, and the disco was one of them. Here is an account of their experience that night:
- Wow, even the lights are dancing, seems like the whole world is swaying along with the music.
- The dancing lights are making my moves look better than they actually are.
- If I look at these dancing lights for long, either I will be hypnotized or I will have a brain-ear-disorientation (feel nausea).
- Wonder what algorithm they have used to sync the stroboscopes (Disco lights with electronic controllers) with the music.
- What is the point of moving at all during the off-beats when the lights are off; I will only move during the on-beats when the lights are on, like a robot. I will save energy and it will still look like I am dancing continuously.
The DJ has so intelligently mixed all the like-rhythm songs together, making it more enjoyable and people more energetic.
The decibel level of the music is so high that it is on the verge of only-dogs-can-hear zone.
The smoke in the air is making the path of the lights visible. Awesome.
My lungs are starting to feel like a pair of distressed water lilies, I wonder what is the oxygen level inside the room.
- Today I will dance my heart out, like no one is watching me.
- Wow, it feels like my body is moving on its own, flowing freely with the music
- It is so much fun dancing with friends and doing all these awesome moves, I wish the music never stops and the whole world sees me dancing.
- If I am doing 1 step for 10 seconds, in a song which is on an average 3 minutes long, I will have to do 18 steps, if I am not repeating them. So for the whole night, in which I will be dancing on almost 40 songs, I must do 720 distinct steps. Oh God, I will be running short of steps very soon, I know only 10 steps.
- Now that I am out of steps, I can imitate my movements during daily activities like washing clothes, making chapatis. They will look like dance steps. Wow, this is a brilliant idea and it’s working.
- Good that the lights are off, no one can see me or take my photos doing these funny moves so as to blackmail me later.
- There are so many people in here today; I can make so many friends.
- The girl I danced with, seemed impressed by my dancing abilities, she asked my name.
- The chances are almost nil that I can make friends here, because:
- People are so drunk and it is so dark in here that, my acquaintances will hardly remember my face after the night.
- I cannot impress anyone through talking, as I will have to shout to make myself audible and I do not exactly hope to impress a girl with my funny chapatti-making moves.