Bash
of Bangra babes
By N.Dilshath Banu
It was a Friday night- the last night of September. The sky seemed
to have engulfed the starry heaven. This night promises the 'High-Time'
for those who are welcomed in the BBQ premises of Hotel Ceylon Continental,
yet starring at the lonely sky from there, you wouldn't imagine
the night has so much to give.
It was a night when Colombo turns 'Punjabi', the night exclusively
celebrating the ethnic music of 'Punjab'- it's the Bhangra Night
by TV Times.
Dressed
mostly in Northern Indian style, many women started to fill the
empty seats, some with their family members. Though there were no
stars in the sky, the glittering silver costumes of all the ladies
illuminated the same flash of aurora as will be emitted from the
stars. People who were there to celebrate the night, incorporated
diverse background comprising of were Indians, Pakistani, and Nepali
and there were lot of ethnic mixes between, Indian-Pakistani, Indian-Nepali,
Pakistani-Sri Lankans and many more.
It's
amazing to dig the history of this lively form of folk music, Bhangra,
performed at the harvests in the Punjab evolving into the modern
music over the past five hundred years. The Bhangra music represents
the culture of Punjab region, and the struggle of its people. The
music still evolves, incorporating many elements of many different
kinds of music around the world, while still existing in its traditional
form.
It
was nearly quarter past nine; there was no sign of any music what
so ever. While the men rounded themselves with the bottles, the
ladies were occupied by art of mehidi, which was being applied by
a famous mehidi artist. Enchanted by the scope of the mehidi, many
women had their mehidi on their hands and palms. Gradually, the
DJs fuse the music of Bhangra with local hip-hop, calling the crowd
to take the floor.
The
music starts. The light flashes. Men are already grooving on the
stage. The continuous call for women to join the floor ejuvenated
them to actually try out their own style of groove. Hands flew in
the air, feet grooves to the music and most of the crowds were on
the dance floor. Though there was not much of Bhangra music played
by the DJs, they were engaged somehow in giving the crowd the scoop
of Bhangra songs mixed with local hip hop and R&B.
Among
the crowd, three women had their foot grounded on the stage, from
the start. Clad in pink 'kurtha', Jessica, still seventeen was one
of the three women. Many were inspired by her talent to twist and
curl her body, the exact way of the tone of the music itself. Her
beauty in knowing the exact moves, distinguished her from the rest
of the lady dancers. Not so far, another middle aged lady, Jyoti
Subba happens to catch the eyes of the crowd, with her wild movements,
creating vibes on the stage. It's surprising to note how she can
integrate and disintegrate her body according to the furious velocity
of beat of the songs. Dressed in black, Kiran's unique slow moves
with elegant style was not unnoticed in the crowd.
After
two hours of the shaky dances, many gave some rest to their feet
and got down to taste the North Indian food. While some were engaged
tasting their dishes, the three ladies and few others who didn't
have the chance to create vibes on the flow, started to dance again.
Few moments later, others, including men filled the stage and danced
to the max!!
Alas!
The game of rhythm took some break, leaving the time to choose the
best among the rest. Yes, it was the time, to choose the Bhangra
Queen, the vigorous and the beautiful dancer.
Not
surprising, Kiran became the beautiful dancer. As expected, Jyoti
Subba won the prize for the vigorous dancer. And the Bhangra Queen……Big
Applause… its Jessica.
The
Award for Jyoti and Jessica is not just another award for their
performance, but it is an Award for both mother and daughter. Yes,
Jessica is the daughter of Jyoti. (No wonder!)
It's
already five minutes to midnight. Circling the winners, the crowd
clapped while the winners were on the dance mood again. The sea
breeze touched everyone, cooling their sweat. While everyone danced
according to the tunes, the Bhangra night extended to the next day
of a new month.
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