Spirit of 'A City of Maals'

Talking about the spirit of A City of Maals, is it about the city or its people who lend charm to the city?
Is it something inside the non-believer that needs fine tuning?
Is the desire to seek the spirit of city real?
Is it just more convenient to put blame on others saying they posses a not-so-accepting nature?

Consider this, you are on the floor of Odyssey (disc in A City of Maals) where you have been invited by your office mates. Most parties in Gurgaon, unlike Delhi are office parties. Intent is more inclined towards free alcohol then beholding babes in your eyes. You will not get a chance to see any charming maiden, who you would want to bowl over, thus casting darkness in the scene for people like me who don’t drink because of some self-made rules.

Back to being alone, err.. did I talk about being alone anywhere before… Nopes!! But it is most obvious thing in office parties. You will stand near to the person who accompanies you for lunch in office everyday. Add to it, outsiders are not allowed. You cant get your best friend to enjoy with you and he has most probably dropped you outside the entrance and left for home, with a concerned advice to not to drink much and to give a call so that he can come and pick up your swaying and dancing body; entranced by the beats of music and tequila shots.

But now that you are in, what else do you expect. Really thumping music.. music that makes you want to lose yourself, music that brings all the strange people from office together, music that is sufficient call for people to shed any mask of rigidity or sternness or any other characteristic that marks superior-subordinate relationship.

You add a floor that glitters with LEDs, hang a globe-light (that is what I would call it) that rotates and revolves and mix a peppy Kajra re, kajra re.. tere kale kale naina.. with Aye Ganpat, chal daaru la… followed with ek glassi, do glassi for the insane hooligans holding Khamba in their hands.. and you have it. Best blend of whisky that you will find anywhere. Whisky blended with desire to seek fun.. outright fun.. desire that sometimes peeps out through the shirt stained by the beer that flew in the air when DJ gave a call to PUTTYO HANS UP IN DA AIR… did you notice rhyming… rapper in me showed its head for a moment.

Being a part of this crazy environment makes you feel involved, connected to the larger spirit. Watching everything that is going around in the strategically-illuminated-darkness, you feel you are the one who is being focused upon by everybody. All eyes seem to fall on to you, looking for an affirmative when they ask “This place is fun, isn’t it”. And your body reciprocates by holding the ‘head banging’ for a moment and releasing a smile for those eyes. Did you notice the spirit there!!

The spirit that has molded your desire and urged you to stay till the last human on the floor wants your company. That, I think, is the kind of belongingness you want to feel all your life. Welcome to Gurgaon!!