It’s been 3 long days since my neighbors have played Teej music non-stop.They gather at the local youth club (10 meters from my house) and spend the entire day dancing and celebrating. Well, I was offended by this at first. But it’s our culture and who doesn’t like seeing happy people? Well, today, I went to the roof for a while to see what the folks out there were up to. As I saw the ladies dancing and singing, I noticed something. There was this woman, she was alone, away from the crowd that took shade in the tent, dancing off-beat to the music, lost in her own world. I directed my attention towards her. And after I while, I noticed that she was the ‘crazy woman’ who roamed around our town. Today, she was all dressed-up in red, though the appeal could be describe as gawky, she still seemed like a woman dressed for Teej. And her actions fascinated me. It’d been almost 15 minutes. No one was giving her any attention. She just kept dancing and dancing. Keeping no time with the rhythm. Each time with a different step. We’re all so scared. Of getting hurt. Of failure. Of loss. But wouldn’t the scariest thing be losing your own conscience? Losing your ability to see right from wrong? Now that’d be scary.
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 10:53:16 +0000