Exiled on Republic Day….

26^th Jan 2007, when everyone had been sleeping in their cozy quilts or watching the parade on DD1, I was in the theatre to watch Salaam-e-Ishq. I had been making plans to watch the first show since 2 days, but Daman and Suneet refused to go with me coz their ‘intuitions’ said that the movie would be pathetic, and so did some of my other friends suggested. But the adamant 'me' refused to listed to his sixth sense and there I was sitting with Richi in the cinema. A day before I didn’t even know the cast of the movie, (aur chala tha Deepi Salaam-e-Ishq dekhne). Anyhow, the movie had already begun by the time we took our seats, in the middle row of a scantily filled hall.

About the movie, I don’t have words to describe that marvelous stuff. Actually it was not one movie that I haad been seeing, it was like 6 movies going on at the same time and a TATA Sky kinda system, that lets the projector man change the channel into the one he likes the best. The six stories didn’t seem to be interrelated at all, although those were forcefully made to in the end. My friends generally ask me ‘best couple kaunsa tha?’ Well, seriously speaking, it was sohail and isha kopikar, kyunki vo poori movie me bohat kamm dikhai padey they. Their role was like, the others had to attend nature’s call so chalo sohail ka scene dal do… janta khush ho jayegi!!!

SAVA teen Ghante ki ghatiya movie. What can be worse to start a national holiday. But things didn’t get better as the day passed. I had my finishing school. Sir, adores students who are in time. So I was there sitting alone in class, 10 mins before the intended time. Sir a gaye…. Time badha… 2pm, 2:05…2:10…2:15... I was hopelessly looking at the door, waiting for someone to accompany me to listen to Sir’s lecture. But, MY day had something else for me. The lecture had started, and I was there, ‘akela’. The lecture was amusingly boor as ever. I had been wandering into an unknown land when sir said ,”Now we’ll a break, and after the break you’ll ask me questions about the previous session” All time long during the break I had been thinking of a question… “What was it that Sir taught??? Was it a duet song that I’m to practice for…. No I was something related to listening.. listening to a girl??? No, Was it my communication with the Convener about the Vesta? Or was is another proposal? It was something else yar…. God!!! Someone tell me k sir ne kya padhaya tha…”