After his daughter’s wedding-ceremony, he was sitting at bar carrying a just-opened pint. The DJ began playing the latest hits from Bollywood’s glitzy movies. He chugged half the pint, rushed to dance-floor, began twirling on one foot, while chugging the rest. Later, he danced nonstop with the ladies, waving a white ‘kerchief, seen in those movies.
Next day, while reminded of his dance-fever, he couldn’t recollect. But he knew the science doesn’t favor its practitioners.