The mood at IIM I is significantly lighter & happier since the past  5 days. The despo I bankers  and quant/ FIN gods  who reside at this little hilltop (who tortured only  Ross and Jaffe and murdered no one except Messers Brearly and Myers) , have suddenly come out of their dark lairs and donned their bright and light running shoes( as used by all top athletes)   have found a new passion.

Salsa.

Its fun, its hip, and its not traded on Dalal street . Reason enough for me to join up too.

The first day was tough. Couldn’t get the hang of it. I just longed to go back to the pure and beautiful and uncomplicated bhangra. In Bhangra you see, just  flailing your arms around and saying  “aaho” about 10-12  times per minute safely does the job. This stuff however, is different.. this stuff, is  DEEP…

First of all of course, you need the space. ( convert the first floor mess into a dance floor. Move some tables, bring up a laptop and speakers, and you are set.

Secondly, you need a girl. That’s a hell of a job here at IIM I ;) ( trust me, I’ve tried) however, brilliant managers that we are, we just asked the girls to see the bigger picture and dance for twice the time we guys did. They grumbled at first, but once we threatened to continue with our Bhangra at parties, they relented.  

Things seem to be going well… I have not stepped on my partners toes for the past two days straight, and my partner is happy that I have finally started to appreciate that bhangra is not an act of god. Keeping my fingers crossed. Meringue on my  radar next..  :P

Watch this space for updates. i'll be uploading snaps as soon as we start looking  a li'l better at doing this thing! ;)

Peace

Out

Mairal>