After a very long time I actually felt sick. I mean physically sick. Thursday I came from office and slept right away. On Friday dragged myself to office. Irritated Jofi and when she hit back I almost felt like frying.
So anyway, she had her dance audition and dressed in fiery red. Yes I hate auditions, never attended them, even when I was a part of it. But anyway there I was - on time!
It started with some solo singers - some good, most terrible. Somehow I regretted not being a part of it.
Finally the group dance happened and boy oh boy, she danced like anything. I really felt proud. The guy who was her partner was superb too - all in all great chemistry and a stellar performance. I was burning by then, so as soon as it was over I left.
In the bus got a call from Lali and got down and walked back to stand. She did an epic screw up with her superiors. So heard her story and after she got down I slept. Reached home and slept again but not before recording a few songs.
While waiting in the railway station a middle aged man came to me with a piece of paper with two phone numbers. He had no phone and requested me to call. I was writing this piece of text. I tried the first number and it did not connect. I tried the second number on the other side of the paper and it got connected. The man talked for about a couple of minutes and very gratefully gave my phone back gently wiping it on his pants, as if trying to clean the touchscreen. :) Such a small gesture, but it felt nice. While leaving he even gave a half salute!
In the auto stand I found two German speaking tourists, apparently lost. They had a book - ‘Indien’ with them. They were grumbling about the drivers not understanding their destination. I asked them if they were German. They said they were from Austria (they also speak German). I gave them some directions, as best as I could. They thanked as I left. Then mom and I got into the auto we booked for ourselves. Oh yes, she will be here for the next three weeks, almost :)