The nanga naach called life is a show with no audience; all are players, all are naked and all are dancing to the tunes of time. The music has a mesmerizing effect. Only those who can feel the beat are in rhythm. Oblivious to everything man dances away...the waltzing, the head-banging, the tandav-the kind of dance is based on the music one hears. Mankind rocks to this beat. Earth is a sweaty, pulsating and throbbing dance-floor. There is no stopping...
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