Things you would remember...

“Are you sure?” the tall stout guy asked him.
“According to the tip off we have received, it must be there only” he was given a prudent reply.
“But that’s far away! The travel takes one and half hours easily. Should we have to go?”
“Come what may I am going now. Coming or not?” the bespectacled guy asked.
“Anyone else to give company?”
“Doesn’t matter. Oh come on!”
“Why the fuck they have to choose such a far away place? And you have seen it already!”
“Me leaving. Bye.”
“Wait! Me game too!”

Eventually they found three more for company. Their journey started. They were getting late. The buses weren’t comfortable. It didn’t matter. For what is in store was something special. There was a big queue when they reached the place. Do they know too?
Suddenly everyone turned towards the road. There they came. Shouts all around and the people in the queue knew instantly that they chose the right movie to watch at the right time……

This is one experience of mine I’ll pleasantly take away from my college life. If you are still wondering, it was the night when all the girls from the college are taken to a special movie screening. It was in my second year. “Ghajini” was the movie in Srivenkatesa theatre, Trichy. It was a ‘privilege’ to share the show with them especially when it was a night show, something we could boast of in our hostels. Receiving the right tip off about the movie and the theatre was imperative. Thankfully I had my sources…

Now the experience is somewhat mixed. You know that all the so-called babes of your college are sitting behind you (well they get the top seats, we had to fight for the bottom ones) and still you couldn’t possibly do anything about it. I mean what can one do when all the security personnel from the college are also accompanying them not to mention the professors with their families (why family?! Using up college’s money! Bloody cheats!). And what can 5 guys do when a herd of the female species shout for anything and everything (Gosh! They shout loud!). The ‘outsiders’ or the normal audience had also taken note of it and it was funny seeing people making faces and dancing in front of the girls, probably the top beauties from Trichy, before the show began. We felt like telling them that they are OUR college girls. But how can we and what purpose does it serve?

The movie. Well having seen it already, the focus of our eyes lay behind our backs. Making note of the reactions they give for various scenes was indeed interesting (not to be elaborated!). Of course they made a note of us too. The interval was the time we could have had some serious fun. The girls weren’t allowed at first to the stalls. Being magnanimous, we offered ice cream to a few (via SMS) and got rejected bluntly. Some luck! The girls were let out later and we got to see a glimpse of the people we see and ‘admire’ everyday in college, yet again in bright light. The movie ended without any more frills. We desperately wanted to get into the college buses along with the girls for the return journey. That would have made our day. That was not offered too. In the end we had to catch the local buses (scanty services in the night) to reach our hostels. So what did we get out of everything? Nothing much. Except that we can proudly say that we had been there in that show even after some 3 years!!!!!!

Epilogue: There was another show “Unnale Unnale” in Cauvery theatre in my third year that we(myself and Kaushik Ram) managed to attend. Similar experience. The final year show was, to our utter disappointment, screened inside college itself on the day it happened.