WHEN YOU ARE NOT MEANT TO DANCE!!!

two days before new year we were suposed to go for a dance party where the roadies DJ vikrant was playing the music at some farm..

we had already planned the whole thing and bang!!... a havoc was created in the apartments i live by some slum dwealers residing opposite to our place...

cars were broken ...stones and a complete rampage.....

so i decided not to go....

fank came home and we called off the plan ,when mom pestered us to go... after a lot of convincing, at around 12:30, when our friends were already at the farm, we decided to go ..dance..

as we came down dressed and sat in the car we discovered that the petrol was lining around empty..

so we went to a nearby petrol pump to find it closed...

we calledor friends and said we have no fuel and are unable to come...they told us bout a pump off city on the way to the farm which remains open...

so we drove some 8 kms off city to find the other petrol pump closed too..

we remembered about this pump on the highway around 3 kms away which generally is open..

again to our fate,,even that was closeddown...

as we took the signal,,,that we arent meant to dance and started driving back home ,frank remembered this one more pump off highway 2kms away and to our luck it was open....



so after the car was fueled up,,we started off for the farm..ignoring the signs that said we should go home ...

we reached the farm with difficulty...as it was far..dark and away from the city....





after reaching the place we found the place flocked with stags ..only 4-5 couples dancing around...

and worse.. the music was sad.....



so it was one of those dissappointing days when you fight all the signs of staying home to only realise that signs have a meaning....:)