How this feel-good spirit is generated cannot really be explained. Nothing is scripted or rehearsed. We arrive at the Garden, little knowing who’d turn up and (more importantly) who wouldn’t. There are so many variables at play, including the moods of individuals and their relationship with one another, that nobody can have any real control over how the morning plays out. So when Shekhawat says, “Mazaak usi se kiya jata hai joh mazaak samajh sakta hai”, he has a reason. On another day, with another set of people, he would not have made the remark – let alone pull off a mazaak. This is what makes the difference between a dull day and a mirthful morning.
Today, was anyway Shekhawat’s (above) day. Who would have seen him dancing in gay abandon to Nazia Hassan’s Aap jaisa koi, while doing the Silent Laughter exercise? Later, while rotating his neck clockwise and then anti-clockwise, bent double, he had to be talking continuously on his mobile (Imagine the sight!) without a break.
At the end of the exercises, Dilip Babani (right) helped distribute the prasad which brother Kishor brought from the Sai Baba shrine at Shirdi. The latter had taken his son (who is visiting from Canada) there. Probably this explains his absence from the Garden since the picnic last Saturday. Hopefully, he will be regular from now on.
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