From the last two years I have been listening songs of Rihanna, Taylor Swift, T Pain, Soulja Boy etc etc.... the list is endless... they have given some awesome songs which I have been hearing since the last couple of years... But just one song, one tune... "tara vina shyaam mane ekladu laage, raas ramvane vehlo aavje", makes me forget all the songs, makes me forgot the place I live in, makes me want to go back to the place where I can spend those nine nights as the best nights of the year. There is NOTHING, i wrote it in capitals cuz i mean it loud and clear, there is nothing than can beat it. Irrespective of the place you might be right now, a guy or a gal like me, who is a garba fanatic, would die to be home these 9 days.
I can still recall those moments in my head, n its not just a vague picture. Its very clear. Never was there a day when I was in Baroda and I missed doing garba. The garba there are amazing. Its colorful, vibrant, young, refreshing. Looks like a celebration, a celebration of Life. The enthusiasm is same all nine days. And its not just me but there are thousands of people like me. Trust me guys you can never see better garba anywhere else. I can bet anything on that.
Getting ready for garba, wearing dhotis n kurtas.... trying to match everything, and wear nine different outfits all nine days, I remember each and every thing. Picking up the girls from their places, getting stuck in the traffic lines for parking, calling people to arrange somehow for VIP parking, so that we could save on some time. Walking in the grounds, with thousands dancing around on the tunes, cuz we were never early to the garba, waiting for a fast number to be sung and then entering, dancing till the last beat. Man I miss those moments. And the same thing continues in the second half after the aarti. The dancing is more intense and vigorous now. People dance till they run out totally on their energy. The break time is also fun.. checking out the gals in pretty chaniya cholis, checking who has the maximum backless cholis hehehe... eating those orange candies, n papdi no lot... I can keep on writing about it... m gettin nostalgic...
This is the only time in the year when I think what am I doing here in the US. There is so much I miss being here. Such feelings come often but this season is when those feelings at its peak. There is nothing more I guess I can miss than not being in Baroda during Navratri... I wish, I really do to be in India during this time... God knows when will that happen.
I miss those moments, those fun times with my friends, dancing all night. The only thing I am left here with is the videos which I can see, thanks to youtube. And a couple of garba nights that I go, which aint fun at all, when c0mpared to the united way in Baroda. Going clubbing and grinding with unknown chicks aint fun, fun is what you feel when you dance in one tune with thousands of others. Listening to rap, hip hop aint fun, fun is listening to the tunes on which you cant wait to start dancing.
"Aee karshan bhagwaan halya.. dwarika ne kai.. lidho maniyara valo vesh... ke hove hove"... I miss it :(
2 comments:
Hey pranay like u i also think what i am doing here rite now. M missing those nine full masti days.
Baroda's garba are best in the world no one can beat it...
too late to see this, but I have decided not to go to garba unless its in Baroda... all jokes apart, its actually depressing to have the thought of missing it every year!
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