I never expected to be home so late on a Wednesday night, midweek! It was a spur of the moment thing when Cindy got me to go to Zouk with her and her friend from NAFA. We drank quite abit, considering that I was driving them home. Met some cool indian IT people as well as 2 brits who were just out to, u know what.

It was the weirdiest feeling I had as I was sitting at the bar counter, sipping the corona and taking in 2nd hand smoke. I was actually speaking to God, telling him how meaningless all this was. People dancing to familiar tunes which were made of lyrics that made no sense. People were dancing and jumping, smoking, drinking, laughing and yelling at the top of the lungs. It was a familiar scene but I never thought of it as mess and noise. It surely was fun having my little sister and her buddy there. But it was just differnet from my previous visits to that place. I didnt feel out of place. But I felt so much at ease. I was in birks, a tank top and just casual pants. i.e. not dressed to club. But it didnt bother me at all. I didnt even bother about what others thought of me, which is something really different from my previous visits. There was peace within me, so much so that I could really enjoy the situation that I was in and really enjoy the peace within as well as the music thumping at the background. I thank God for that.

I admit I used to bother a whole lot about how people thought of me. I am still trying to think less of that and I am glad I went to Zouk today and tested and overcame that part of me.

Thanks be to God for the blessings each day.