Happy new yeaarrr!!! LET’S NACHO. This is the best
moment. The whole year I have waited for this one time, this one hour. The sound
of woofers, flicker of lights, roaring people, overloaded fun, and the whole
atmosphere is hyped. But I love to live this hyped life. The moment when all
family, friends, strangers; in fact the whole world rejoice together to bid goodbye
to the year and welcome a new one.
Standing beside my friend & DJ Alex I am feeling so
proud to experience the success of my first ever independent event and trust me,
it’s insane. The crowd is making me feel high and trust me again; I haven’t
gulped a single drop of alcohol yet. This moment is no less than intoxication
and I am totally drowned into it.
I am closing my eyes now, to feel the passing air, its
chilled! Yeah! I am feeling a nudge in my shoulder, someone is calling me...
but I don’t want to break this moment... GO AWAY!!! IT’S MY TIME. “YES, IT IS
TIME WAKE UP NOW.” The voice yelled.
10 a.m. Shit man! I am late. I had to call the caterers. The
decorators, they must have reached the lounge and what about Ala? Shit! Shit!
Shit!
“You must be dreaming about the party, I am trying to wake
you up from the last two hours....”
“C’mon Maa, you should have thrown me out of bed, I
am too late! I had to see the decoration and... And there is a lot... Wait! I
had to pick up Maira and her troupe from the airport on 11 and... It is 10:15.
“Maira?”
“Our DJ for tonight, Maa.
Please take out my black pants and... yeah my sweatshirt is here. I will leave
in 5 minutes, Maa please be fast.”
“Beta, eat before
you leave, you will be busy the whole day.”
“I have no time Maa,
please get my things ready!”
I yelled as I shut the bathroom door.
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The moment I stepped out of the airport was a pure surprise.
There was a guy holding my name board which read
Welcome to our land Maira.
Your
ride is waiting for you this side.
And there it was. A pretty girl smiled at me and I
recognised her- Needa, our event manger. My first meet with her was really
good. Being so young, yet so confident for her work is commendable. It was my
first time in this city. From last 3 years, my mornings, my nights, my
festivals, all have been in different cities, with new faces and a lot of
music.
I remember being an in house DJ for a small club in our
city. From that small job to this popularity I have come a long way. All I do
now is... I travel; play, sleep, play and I travel.
I love my life because I love my work. This is what I always
wanted to be. There were so many objections as I belong to a family of
engineers. They allowed playing as a DJ sometimes for interest but choosing it
as a career was never their take. I remember a New Year when I first got to
play for a party of my friend other than a club. The moment clock struck 12,
with the crowd going crazy, somewhere in my mind I had made it clear- this is
what I have to do all my life... the way I heard people yelling my name I knew
this was all I wanted to hear... DJ Maira!
Yes, it feels bad that I don’t get to celebrate these days
with my family. I feel alone many a times when we video call and I see my
family together. But I am satisfied with the fact that when I am home I am all
theirs, and my Mom proudly tell my relatives when she watches me on TV.
I was busy in my own thought
when the car stopped before the hotel. Needa left soon and I was left all by
myself, of course with the welcoming bed.
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My slow morning picked up gear as I dropped Maira at the
hotel. In the next 3 hours I met the caterers, we started with the decorations,
checked the arrangements again and again and I got nervous as many times I
breathed. Everything was smooth till now, yet I was panicking a lot. After all
it was my first ever event.
I totally jumped into event management after 12th;
I worked for four years during and after my course. Those four years brought a
lot of things to me; concerts, parties, corporate events and what not. But what
always kept me going was to start it of my own. I had worked day in day out for
this one evening, saved a lot of money and stayed away from my family at times.
But it was all fruitful when I saw my family making merry over my start and
proudly inviting their friends for my first event.
There was a lot of pressure, there were so many who
suggested me not to start this soon, that too in my own city as it’s not a
metro. But then there was something called believe in self that was all.
It was five in the evening. The event had to start at 8
o’clock. I was confident. Everything was set, there were only a few hours left
for my dream event. I suddenly felt sad. The reason was unknown but I felt sad
and negative. What if things would fall out of place? That one question led to another
bundle of questions... What If I would not be able to sell all the passes, what if people would not like the food, what
if the atmosphere would not be decent, what if this ... what if that....
what if I just... suck been an independent planner?
There I was standing at the middle of the party lounge, 3
hours away from my event and I found myself stuck in these thoughts. I took a
deep breath, held myself. And the next moment! I just turned around and what I
saw was true magic.
Before me was the stage, all set
up with lights, all the counters were looking fabulous, the VIP lounge was more
like a 3-star set up and the light and shades were totally wearing
itself in my venue. All my confidence was back in the place again. I knew for
the fact that even if I suck, I would loose money but gain experience.
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What else could you do when your friend was a total loss? I
couldn’t sleep the whole night in the fear and excitement of Need’ event. I
woke up early only to hear no answer to my calls. As always she was late
and she broke her promise to take me with her to pick Maira. Now, I had to wait
till the evening to meet her. Meanwhile,
I did all the boring yet relaxing things like watching TV at home, checking social
media accounts time and again, going to spa and parlour, trying my dress and
sleeping.
I had come to my hometown on vacations and this time I had
cancelled all other plans for Needa’s event. We are childhood friends. Ever
since I know how to spell ‘friend’, I have her. She is vibrant, crazy and yes,
always late; yet my best friend.
I was never enthusiastic about extra-curricular like her but
she never topped exam like me either.
I was always passionate about computers, software and
animations. That took me to moving out of the city to the near big city for
engineering and then for job. I love my work as I design games for all
generations. Staying away from family was never my choice but then I had to choose
between the two: family and career. Yes, choosing this career gave me lesser
gatherings with family but I am happy whenever I meet them and I am satisfied
when I see them happy about me. Family is always primary with all the other
choices that I want to make for me.
I was sitting with my Mom in the parlour when I got Needa’s
SMS:
Get ready Ala; I will be there
in 10 minutes.
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It is never easy to pursue your
dream they say but there is nothing called difficult if you are happy
doing something, they miss. And it was visible aloud, as I entered the arena of
the event. Needa, you have killed it. I talked to myself when I saw my
friend’s dream come true. The same felling I get when I design a new game. It
was all decent and full house party as people were coming non-stop, as I saw
people converting into a crowd. It was a proud moment for me and a fan moment
too when Needa finally introduced me to Maira when she checked in to play the
night for us.
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And there it was. My last night
dream. Quarter to twelve and the crowd was going mad over Maira’s tunes,
everything was as real as I had seen the last night and all the previous night
which went sleepless to make this happen. And yes! I dint suck at all, it was a
full house party, the sponsor had his chin high, my parents were already at
cloud 9, Ala was more than happy for me. It was a perfect picture. Never
thought it would be so great to see your growth before your eyes. I know things
were going to change for good... from now on!
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Yet again, it brought my favourite moment. I was there at the
stage facing the lovely faces that were cheering my name and were dancing
happily on the mixes I played. And the time countdown for 12 began even I lost
my wits. This countdown always filled me with possibilities to explore more;
more of life, more of music and more of nature through it. I lowered the sound
as we began
10 9 8
7 6 5 4 3 2 1
HAPPPYYY NEWWW YEARRR!!! And a new year started with
happiness.
Its a really a nice story
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