A Letter to someone

Dear somebody,

“When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more ...”

Have you heard this song before? “Sway”, it has been sung by few artists before. I heard this song last Saturday in the wedding dinner, which was sung by Michael Buble. When this song was played, a corseted pair of dancers performed their sexy Rumba and Jive. Then, another group people were also showing the other dances. All the dancers were actually bride’s dancing classmates. That was how the wedding dinner began.

I reached there at 6:30pm. I was the earliest guest, Samlulu’s husband, told me, holding dinner at here in PutraJaya was actually her idea. Because Remy had to entertain the guest, so I just strolled and looked around the surroundings alone. As I knew, PutraJaya was the most expensive city in Malaysia by its well-planned city, grandeur buildings and unique amenities. This restaurant, PutraJaya Seafood Restaurant, was inside the botanical garden, which surrounded by the greenish flora, facing the huge lake and opposite to it was the grand mosque and beautiful bridge at far.



When the sky turned dark, my face was turning red too. (Too much wine with empty stomach) The dinner hadn’t started yet. Suddenly, all the guests were attracted by the performance and tended to the front to watch. I recognized that song was “Sway”.



In the dinner, I met few old friends who never met for long time and made some new friends. We were talking about the old times, the dinner and the future. In the Karaoke session, elders sang a lot while the young ones seem not interested to it. Some of the songs they sang provoked some fellows dancing on the floor.

When the dinner was going to end, more and more people were going to dance. Friends were asking me why I didn’t join them. I said I was waiting the right time. Until I saw Samlulu dancing outside, by then I joined them, because I don’t know most of people out there. I intended to dance with her actually, but she was dancing with another guy. So, I just randomly picked a lady in front of me. Oh my, I had picked her dancing teacher. I didn’t care so much how bad of my skill, just danced! Couldn’t know, it was so enjoying while I danced with her. She guided me through and we talked to each other while dancing. Most of all, she was quite pretty and friendly. May be later I asked her to teach me Waltz.

I drank quite a lot that night may be because of the ambience, but managed to drive home safely. You know, after this dinner, I really want to start dancing again... ^_^

“... Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have the magic technique
When we sway I go weak ...”

(Man, I am so helpless!)

yours sincerly,
Lizard
22/01/2007