After the verbal diarrhoea that assailed me in May, June was spent in relative calm, mostly trying to rid myself of all unwanted emotional baggage accumulated over the past few months, an emotional summer-cleaning if you please.
With July the sporadic showers are back again and so are summer treats like mangoes and jamuns. It’s also that time of the year when
Osian Film Fest for me in a single snapshot means sauntering through glittering venues richly decorated with cine artefacts, grabbing an almost-stale patty/sandwich while rushing from one Sirifort auditorium to another, shedding copious amount of tears in a dark auditorium, marvelling at the young directors and their repertoire, secretly wishing to be part of a film production, catching a Makhmalbaf flick in between edit meets and proof reading (thank God office was just a walk away!), and desperately trying to find an auto after a late-night screening and walking back 5 km at 1 am through Delhi’s deserted streets.
As I write this I fight back the intense urge to rush and book a ticket to
4 comments:
welcome back ma'am, was missing your writing soooo much. Man I sure can relate to your longing for Osian. We Delhites wait each year for this extravaganza but sadly each year it looks like a touch and go thing for me. Last year could not catch one single screening such is my incredible work schedule! I do plan to catch some movies this year though let's see how I fair. Without that stale patty Osian is no Osian at all but I hate the fact that they do not allow phones into the theatres and it creates quite a ruckus outside while retrieving it and that really is one reason that kept me away last year as I need to stay connected for work as well as for other reasons. Very inconvenient.
hey yes... i remember trying to desperately deposit phones and our handbags somewhere (literally anywhere whosoever was willing to take it i mean) the first year they started banning those. The paan shop opposite makes a killing during this time each year ... :) ... someone's rule is another person's fast buck shall we say ;P
If S had agreed it would have been one of the most expensive per movie experience ever, perhaps. A Tatkal ticket to Delhi and back on rajdhani, that too only for atmost 3 days of screening. Nishikutumbo can't leave her job before the 15th, and hence can reach Delhi earliest one now knows when. May be instead we can pay Makhmalbaf the same amount and he will fly down for a private tete-a-tete with Ms. Nishikutumbo, albeit probably in the daytime.
very funny S... am highly obliged by your economic advise ;)
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