A trip to the theater is a social event. It’s best enjoyed
in the company of your loved ones. The definition of terms ‘loved ones’ being flexible
depending on the contents of the film.
Movies are a great reference point for life and even in the
movies, I’ve never seen anyone ever go for a movie - alone. It is an axiom of
adult coolness that going alone for a movie is downright weird and looserish.
It will instantly make you a loner and perhaps even socially challenged. It
will make your friends believe you’re deranged, and make your parents instantly
suspect that you’re battling demons of a break up from a relationship you never
disclosed to them in the first place!
There are some acts which give you a feeling. They leave you
with an after taste. The kind of after taste you get when you down the last morsel
of your first self-cooked meal. You face apprehensions, you battle perceptions,
and finally you accomplish what you never thought could be the possible
outcome.
There’s something so muffled about the way we experience
things. It is as if we’re trying to slip through life without challenging some
of the rules someone else has carved out in stone as benchmarks of generally
acceptable social behaviour!
Well let me not sound all Martin Lutherish to have
challenged the social norms, but in all practicalities I tried to gather ‘company’
for this one movie I've been wanting to watch for some time now. However, the
hazards of a 6 day working life with a respectable private company today
require a pre-ordained miracle to unfold whereby the universe conspires to make
a movie outing with friends possible for you in lieu of you good karma from
your last avatar. Date, time, location, ticket availability, interests and
budgets of the diverse species called your friends have to all conspire to come
together seamlessly for you to successfully accomplish a movie outing.
Come to think of it and rewind your last few movie outings
with your friends. I’m sure it would've involved some for form of ‘adjustment’
(You would've blamed me for being too harsh had I used ‘compromise’) from
someone.
In reverence of my new-found love for enthusiastic plunging,
I attempted to put together something that was perhaps socially unacceptable.
Finally this Sunday morning........... :D
PS: It really felt nice, the 'Me' time was indeed welcome!!! Besides, it going to be the last week for 'The Wolf of Wall Street' at the movie halls, didn't wanna miss this one!!!
And to my great surprise 3 others sitting next to me were all stags (Me ~ The jhola lady ~ Marathoner dude ~ Firang Fab India Uncle) in that order Row I - 10, 11, 12, 13..... :)
1 comment:
Very interesting take on our favourite indulgence, perceiving through preconceived notions. For all u know, maybe u saw this movie just so u could write this article, but if I was at the hall and noticed you, I would probably think u were a loner. Which brings me to ask, why do we form these perceptions in the first place ;)
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