บท 38: Chapter 37
"Shall we go now?" I blushed at her words.
She held my hand, and we came out of college. I asked her all the way where we were heading but, she kept me busy in walking.
We took an auto-rickshaw from the gate to the INOX, Nariman Point, and the students were entering the college.
"Inox?" I exclaimed, getting into the auto.
She sighed, "This will be my first time, watching a movie."
The rickshaw started moving.
"What? Why?" I questioned.
"There is this movie—I don't know the name, but the whole theatre is empty, since its release," she explained.
"So? Why are we watching that movie?"
"Idiot," she hit me on the head and lowered her voice, "Privacy."
"We have our home, right?" I said.
"No!" she bluntly, said, "No!"
"If we go to your home—"
"No, not happening!" she answered.
"What if we go to my home—?"
"Say it!"
She mumbled.
"You are not telling it loud."
"You'll sex with me!" she cleared.
Rickshaw driver looked at me, grinning.
"Hey! Do your work," I yelled at him.
"Didn't you know about this when my mom was around?"
We reached INOX. While I was walking towards the theatre, she stopped me, saying that the show is at 11 a.m.
Things were started making me irritated with her. We crossed the road and stood under a tree. As it was the time of the morning show, everyone was in the queue to enter. Most of them were couples like us.
"Why did we arrive so early?" I freaked out.
"Ok, you go, and I'll wait here."
I calmed myself and said, "Ok, Baby! What is the reason behind coming early?"
She twisted her mouth and said, "No! Raghav, why are you waiting here? Please, go to your college and study hard."
"I didn't mention the name in the first place, Prachi!—Just tell me the reason."
"Oh!" she chuckled irritatingly.
"Now, I should wait till you mention."
"—Please, leave. I just wanted to spend some quality time with you, but--I should've already guessed that you aren't like him."
"Who is him?" I lowered my brows.
"Ganesh, Rekha's boyfriend."
She brought her bright face suddenly and said, "—He never denies her if she takes him out anywhere."
Her expressions were like Manjulika in Bhool Bhulaiya.
"So, what?" I walked to the nearby tea stall on the opposite footpath. She followed me.
"You are saying—so, what?" she repeated my words and said, "It was my mistake that I told you about them."
There were three police officers, having a morning tea at this tea stall.
One of the officers hit his head by saying, "My wife is a disaster!"
The other two were laughing but not asking the reason.
"You need coffee? Here, I'm talking to you, and you want coffee?"
"Sir, do you need coffee?" the tea owner gave me a chance to reconsider the choice.
I was shocked when he told me indirectly not to take the coffee.
"Ok, thanks, man!" I said, taking her aside.
"What's your problem, Prachi? Why are you getting irritated in everything?" I questioned.
She looked around and whispered, "Now, you get irritated by my words," she started crying, and the police officers caught this situation in their eyes.
"Hey!" I held her hands and requested not to cry.
"They're watching us. Please low down your crying!" I said.
"Who's watching us?" she shouted.
I hit my head, "Wtf!"
"What's happening here? She wasn't like this in the morning."
"God knows what type of ghost has entered her body!"
"Prachi—stop crying and tell me where we have to go now!"
She pointed her finger to the east, crying. There was a children park she wanted to go this early morning.
"A children park?" I asked. "You are not a kid anymore. Tell me the place other than this."
"Children Park? Seriously?"
She wiped her tears and crossed the street, "If you want to spend some time with me, and then come. Otherwise, stay with your tea Stallman."
I exhaled, "I think we will fight."
"Are you coming?" her question was like she just asked to hear coming, from me.
I hummed and followed her.
The time passed in understanding her words, which were changing according to her mood and my questions.
Before we walk to the theatre, I made sure that I wasn't with a moron on the street.
We entered the theatre, and the movie got started already. As I was getting to the last row A (1, 2), I saw a couple in their halfway to reach their nudeness.
"Why are you looking at them? Very cheap!" she said.
I looked behind at her and asked, "Cheap?"
I ignored.
"Nothing I can do," I mumbled.
"You said something, Raghav!"
"I'm stupid," I said.
Finally, we reached the last row by the torchlight, which Prachi carried along with her. There were four empty seats in the line.
"Go in!" I touched her back and said.
She denied by saying, "There might be another couple sits beside us."
"I think you want to get touched by her!"
"How a girl mind can doubt this much?"
"What a freaking mind-set you have!"
"I have chosen to love her. So, no regrets!"
I was the only person in the room, watching the movie. Nobody was watching this movie because of the hero. Even crow would look handsome than him, but his acting was brilliant. People in this generation are lack of real acting. If the actor is handsome, people will watch 100 times, mostly girls. Just like how a man goes to watch actresses.
"Ragh!" she hissed.
I was concentrating on the scenes in the movie and humming in her word to word.
She moved close to me and whispered, "A girl beside me--"
As I tried to sneak them, she yelled at me.
"Don't look."
"She has bent down five minutes ago and started moving her face up and down."
"--What was she doing?"
I proudly, smiled and said, "Do her boyfriend held her hairs to the upside?"
She closed my eyes and looked at them.
"How do you know without looking at them?"
"What acting, Prachi!"
"She is taking her hair clip," I clarified.
She believed my words, and I couldn't stop laughing, but I controlled for every couple in this room.
"Did you ever watch porn?" I asked, lowering my brows.
"Hmm! One or two."
"Which site?"
"The same sites as people usually watch."
"I see—and whom do you see? Girl or boy?"
"Boy!" she answered.
"Why did you watch just for that sword? If you've asked me, I would've shown you without any money!"
"What?"
"I mean that—you've wasted your 500 MB, right?"
"Instead, you could've—"
"Stop! Everything after marriage."
"Strange behavior!"
"Then why did we even come here?" I asked.
"I wanted to see what people do!"
"So, I shouldn't touch you," I caressed her fingers.
"Don't touch me!" she rudely took her hands away, and we watched the rest of the movie without any disturbance.
I got relieved when I came out of the theatre. For the first time, I felt like entering my world.
When I took a rickshaw to my home, she denied to come and asked me to go.
"I'll pay the money. You just come."
"No, I have something to complete—you go!"
"If I complete my work before, I will come to you," she smiled.
"Ok!" "Let's go, man!" I said to the driver.
"Come sure, ok? Bye!" I smiled.
She waved at me.
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