Its dark...My eyes try to align themselves to the sudden dearth of light...Ears already numb from the sudden and severe attack of tunes. I see a swarm of bodies, swaying and gyrating to the thumping of the beats. The social recluse inside me resents the sight of so many people. But nevertheless, I push and shove to find a place to stand. All around me I see people high on music and alcohol and some of the more adventurous ones have taken their share of dope. For a man who achieves his highs from meditation and pranayams (breathing exercises), this world is alien.
The energy inside the packed room is palpable. Its Saturday, after all. After working so hard throughout the week all people want to do is get rid of their frustration and anger. The absence of lights is soothing, the anonymity almost cathartic, the music overwhelming. Its a recipe to wash away your woes, and people don't mind paying the price. This whole crowd resembles one big organism, trying to find its way. I see feet moving and hands waving all around. I feel lost. Absence of alcohol inside me makes things worse. I don't feel light like others, and the constant intake of red bull has only heightened my awareness. I concentrate on the music, it indeed is good. The heavy beats give it an almost trance like feeling. My mind finally feels at peace, drowning in the music I have found my high. My feet start moving and I too feel overwhelmed now. Though the absence of spirits in my veins is a dampener, but I feel better.
As the music reaches a crescendo, the crowd experiences a collective orgasm. The music has stopped, the people are tired but still they want more. The synchronised swaying gives way to cacophonous and distorted rumbling.
I too make my way out. All around me, I see a variety of faces. But the one thing common between them is contentment. They all seem exhausted, but happy at the same time. Who said you couldn't catch a glimpse of Ecstasy for a price. Sure you can !
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