They were back at the hotel, now, it was late in the evening,
just when they were getting ready, both nude, both had their Cigarettes and
their drink glasses on the table, but neither was conscious about it, both were
trying on things to wear for the show, to go to the Royal Albert Hall, to catch
the show, Prometheus Unbound, by Kate Losowsky, a Andrew Lloyd Webber prodigy,
somewhere around they realised that it was Daniels B’day.
22nd Jul.
He was drunk and he couldn’t care less. He was already swinging,
and he had enough weed to smoke.
He was singing ‘Bye Bye Miss Amercian Pie’
Don Maclean.
Watching Nicole Kidman on TV .
He was good.
Annie, put on a maroon Cotton tanker top with spaghetti
strings, a black silk Scholl and a khakhi silk short, her hair was natural
black silk, with no streaks, she had on a very light pink contrast lip stick,
she looked sleek and child like in her appearance, with a light brown Greek sandal,
stringed to her ankle, moderate heel stiletto, She wore her white leather
Omega, and had nothing else, She hated to carry the usual feminine carry bags,.
Some Brits would have felt that it was a shocking dress for
the show.
Dan did not even bother doing much, he put on his blue
jeans, a V neck sweat shirt and a Anand Jon cotton Jacket.
A Converse brand cotton shoe. And a dark grey cotton scholl
picked on the way.
And he was good to go.
They were pulling off music on each other, singing songs of
their favourite.
Life.
Was smiling.
They were waiting for Annie’s friends from Cambridge to
join.
They tried some close dance and stuff before the bell rang.
They were friends. It was a cauldron of people, men and
women, from Argentina, Mexico, Spain, even Albania.
All stoned. All drunk. But all dressed in embarrassing student
kitsch.
Suddenly someone broke a glass, sounded like it was thrown, deliberately,
someone in the crowd was really drunk. There were arguments and some fists
thrown too, but they were all , forgotten once the caravan decided to move to
the Royal Albert Hall.
There were enough cars, but yet people had to squeeze.
Annie had to sit with her butt exhibiting out of the car
window.
But she was yet laughing and singing some Greenday number
that someone else had started.
The crowd really did not look like a crowd meant for a
literary play. It looked more tuned for a Rolling stone gig at Liverpool.
But the fact that they had a Cambridge pass made things
different. Because soon the chorus was singing Milton, if one one group sang The Paradise Lost, another threw back verses from Pradise Regained, for those
few who knew the contrast, it was a fascinating give and take.
If The ‘Paradise Lost Group Sang -
"oF Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit
Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man
Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat,
Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed"
The ‘Paradise regained Group replied -
“Who e're while the happy Garden sung,
By one mans disobedience lost, now sing
Recover'd Paradise to all mankind,
By one mans firm obedience fully tri'd
Through all temptation, and the Tempter foil'd [ 5 ]
In all his wiles, defeated and repuls't,
And Eden rais'd in the wast Wilderness.”
Youth and youthful arrogance were on display with no real
consciousness.
The group was having fun.
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