Encounter

Hey that girl comes right across the hall and sits right in front of you, crosses her slender but powerful legs.She starts shuffling through the stuff in her handbag.You think its important, but she pulls out an I-pod and plugs it in. She is dressed comfortably, comfortable only to her. If this was middle-east, men would be offended!
She winks at you making you look like the adorable puppy.She smiles, you gawk. She looks elsewhere. She looks back and you laugh sheepishly.She gets up and comes near you looks down at you : you the pious herbivore holding on to your Veg- Burger like it was life wrapped in foil! She grabs it and takes a very large bite. You sit there stupefied like a mummy :O !

This isn't the first time you and your sister have done this in public, is it?!?!

Dance

The wind is soft on your hair but you don't feel its gentle push.You are too fast, swirling to loud music sung by someone famous, doesn't matter who's up on that stage....Their charisma reaches everyone through their notes.....The flashing light bulbs don't embarrass you, everybody around are dancing,aren't they?
And when everybody body is dancing, the soil flies high into the air spreading like a mist; giving the scene an ethereal look.You bend, you jump,you swoop,you shake,you rumble and you sway; as the tunes change so do your movements....Look into the eyes of the one dancing besides you, you would discover joy in its true form.Call upon this joy to yourself.Live this moment for yourself.The next moment, dance with others and share it.......Its special :)
Dance is freedom in its physical form, an opportunity to avenge social bondage !

Here's a poem :
To thee I bow, but not with my head low;
To thee I salute, while swirling to the lute;
Its divine to lose yourself to something cosmic, something beyond the realms of time;
What if you think you cannot dance, O ballerina you were born to swoop!
What if you think you cannot shake the world; shake yourself and the whole world quakes...... 

Fresh,real and personal......

Ever sat on a porch waiting for a loved one to return?Ever traveled several miles just to see a twinkle in those bright eyes?Ever made a fool of yourself just to hear that crackle of laughter? Ever imagined yourself dancing even when you know you have two left foot :P ?
We change ourselves so much to include our loved ones.When we are with them our life gets real.Be it your cute little kid with her newly grown pony tail or your toothless yet smiling grandma.Being in love is a real as it gets.
After a tiring day all I ache for is my mothers lap to lie down while she gently combs my hair with her frail fingers.Some memories remain fresh with you even when years pass by.
I remember running behind my school bus with my grandfather carrying my heavy backpack.I remember how embarrassed I used to get when he used to call behind the bus conductor yelling and shouting at him from a long distance...Oh how I wished I had got up a bit early or at least avoided sleeping while brushing :P...
I still remember swearing at my sister as if she was my eternal enemy and later apologizing over a chocolate :P
I also have faint memories when as a small kid I slept over my dad's tummy moving up and down in sync with his breathing :P....I remember crying for a barbie doll until I got one...
I remember chatting late till night with my dear friends, watching pointlessly stupid movies with them and still having fun :P ....I remember playing football behind the warden's room in my first year :P.I was even caught once ;).....I remember running madly in the rain and dancing with my roomie :D ..I remember badminton in rain..I remember those birthday parties where I made sure the Bday girl's face was not spared of cake even a bit ;) ...I remember those feasts we cooked in our rooms....Those new year dance parties :D and all those laughs and smiles, those jokes and teasers....
I remember quite a lot ... and these memories make me real...Cause they are fixed with a glue called love, a thread called affection and beads of fun and frolic :) ...This nature's best gift to us : our fellow people :)