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title: MAD RUSH;
date: Wednesday, December 9, 2009
time:12:49:00 AM







I found it as a rather bizarre experience.
The chaotic ambiance which will you never witness on television where nothing stops even for a minute.
The stage crew running here and there, the cameraman squeezing his way through the mosh pit to capture the best angles and abnormal reactions of supporters.

On television everything appears to be close to perfection yet in actuality, the slip ups are apparent.
Everything is concealed so brilliantly leaving viewers only with the best.

More interestingly, the opportunity to witness the response of human behavior would be most memorable.
Instinctively, everyone knows when to start screaming and when to keep their composure.
From where i was standing i observed fans overreacting when their idol was sent to go home & similarly the case when they moved on.
There were those which were obsessed to the point of doing anything to ensure that they were noticed my their idols.
Worst, those who shamelessly blurt out their indecent thoughts for everyone around them to hear.


To put it simply, i was left in a state of disbelief from the moment it started to the moment it ended.


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