When the workshop was about to start at 12 midnight, girls entered with dresses completely suited for the occasion.. Some were looking gorgeous, some tried hard, but couldn't and some looking "different". And there I was, wearing a white shirt which had black colored stains (courtesy: Chotu, my dhobi) and jeans, which haven't been washed for almost 2 weeks. The dancing was fun. This is one area where I'm slightly better than the average. So, I enjoyed the privilege of being one of the few guys who could dance 'okay'ishly ;)
Anyways, after the workshop, all of us (the salsa dancers) slowly realized that when we were dancing to glory, our batchmates had started preparing for the Labour Law quiz on 12th. Hmmm.. Time to pull up my socks?? Naahh.. not yet!! :P
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