After an incredibly long wet spell, the rains had abated today. Basking in the early morning sunshine were a lot of happy faces – Yusuf-bhai, Kishor, Hari-bhai, Monthi, Kajal, Motwani… people who had been missing from action all these days. And as a harbinger of good times came the news of Kajal and Dilip Babani being proud parents of, guess what – a university topper! Their daughter has emerged first from the University of Maharashtra in her Masters on speech therapy.
So let us all bask in the reflected glory and send them our CONGRATULATIONS.
In times like these, we realize the significance of our Club as an extended family – how we miss some members who do not show up, the joy of having them back, the way we celebrate one-another’s happiness, the jokes we share within ourselves… Where else would you find a stupid traffic police drill being dubbed Hai Mera Dil? A routine knee-bender with arms outstretched gets known as Kissa Kursi Ka (while everybody joins in playfully with “Down”, “Down”, “Down”). Where else will the spouse of a member be greeted from the gate with a “siren” call? Where would you see two septuagenarians holding hands and performing a Donkey Dance after the exercise? Rotating the hips becomes Naach Baliye. The latest in our repertoire is to mimic an ape scratching its armpits. Watch Dilip-bhai do it and you’d know!
Nowhere else would you find such serious mad caps. And this is what makes our Club so special and keeps us all in high spirits.
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