Before
It was
my first time going to a party here in Auckland’s main city hall, where everyone
will make their way to the party, and together we all are bound to celebrate
the opening of the new park. I have come here for vacations, and thought that
it would be a great opportunity to enjoy with many other people on my trip, and
this party was sure a great way to build up my momentum to delightful-ness. The party had 3 hours before the proceedings
began, and I was already all dressed up with my sleek tuxedo, and a shinny pair
of shoes, in which I could see the reflection of my face, and the dark colour
of my outfit fruitfully evoked a classy side of me. I left the house early, as
my parents were taking their own ample time to get ready, and to my surprise
was the earliest one to enter the city hall. I was nervous on the entrance, but
soon adjusted to the surroundings, as I was still the only one there for about
an hour. I usually don’t prefer coming early, but today it was something
special. It was a national event, and the place was quite neatly represented,
with no sign of any stain anywhere. The room was filled with chairs, to obey
the pattern and topped by great mattresses placed beneath which signified the
colours of the nations flag. The DJ was all ready with his mix tapes, and the
whole room had extensions to the mirrors with coloured flakes, to eventually
add a disco feel. My tuxedo will be put to good use, as I am all jolted in
position to freely dance. It was that mood, at that instance, that I wanted to
grab all the workers to the stage (huge and mildly decorated with lightings)
and ask the DJ to hit it. I was eager for it all to begin soon, as now people
started rushing in to occupy their respective seats, and the CEO was at the
podium to deliver his shaking speech. I am nervous. I am excited.
After
It’s over; I was
impatient, a long night indeed. People didn’t seem as friendly as I thought
they would, but who am I to keep high expectations. The DJ went on to play that
same repeated mix tape over and over again, and I couldn’t verbally tackle my
feelings as I had to deliver a peaceful emotion to not upset the event
organizer, as he passed by each individual delivering his token of respect for
them to show up in such an auspicious opening ceremony. I dreaded this feeling,
as I moved out of the room to catch a breath of fresh air. The room had this
weird smell floating all around, quite likely of that of booze, and I just
couldn’t stand it. I was the youngest one around. I felt really out of place,
as my parents showed up only towards the end, which somewhat comforted my
disgust towards this certain dish I was served. I kept meddling with the prawn
in my soup as people slowly moved out of the room in a flock. I am tired. I am
down. The only peak of this whole party was that speech, and the park will
surely be a nice place to hang out other than this monument of broodiness. The
beautiful mattress was covered with food stains and liquor floated along its
path. The rooms lighting gave me a headache, but I sure did enjoy the disco
feel the little mascot encouraged everyone to be in. He was still there,
passing his mascot cap to anyone interest, which was nobody except me. I walked
to him and thanked him to keep me motivated through a night which I would never
like to recount back later. I don’t know whether it was real or not but I was
elated on my prospective to once again see this room empty. It always looked so
fine with not so many people in it. I guess I would change my mind and stay for
some time. I am awestruck. I am in full appreciation.
R.S.
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