Especially if you cannot control those bloody pests. Especially if they insist on creating nuisance for everybody around. Especially if they ARE doing that right now.
You got those monsters here on earth, ok? So it is your bloody responsibility to control them, or at least see to it that others are not getting bothered (and majorly, as it was in this case), by their actions. Get it?
So here's the story. Had gone to see 'Bheja Fry' (which is surprisingly good, is recommended, rather watchable, ok?), for the 10pm show at PVR at Forum. And this kid insisted on kicking the backrest of the seat in front of her (on the other end of which, unfortunately, yours faithfully was sitting). All throughout the movie. So, 15 minutes into the movie, I turn around, give a big smile and request the kid to please not do that. Any effect? Zilch. 5 minutes or so, and it starts all over again. Turn around. Request again, even more nicely, with an even bigger smile. Zilch happens. 5 minutes, and boom boom boom yet again. So I, even more politely, turn to the mother and request her to please ask the kid to stop the nuisance. The lady does not even look away from the screen. I continue asking her, but to no avail. So, I sit up and continue to watch the movie in that pose, backrest be damned. Come interval, I request the dad, sitting next to the mom (both of them dressed rather sophisticatedly and all that), to please control the kid .....
So the second half is alright, na? Bullc**p. The boom boom boom starts probably even before the movie's even started. And this time I again turn around and insist on the dad and the mom to stop this nuisance. Stony silence. Both of them simply look away.
Now you know, there's only that much shamelessness I can bear. So I turn around, and continue to watch the movie sitting up.
So, not finding any fun from the kicking, now the kid starts to scream and shout. Grunts of disapproval from the people around. Requests to shut the kid up. Anything results? Zilch. Nada. Illa. Nothing. The kid continues to be a nuisance all throughout the movie. The parents don't even react.
Post the movie, I tell Banner that I am planning to talk to the couple. Banner says, and very correctly if I may add - will it make an iota of a difference to these people? They are what they are, and that is trash, right? Right.
So, balding man in white shirt and fancy well trimmed beard, and his wife over-painted fat woman in green and red salwar, sir, ma'am, YOU are to blame. YOU are the culprits. Of course for shameless thick-skinned creatures like you, this will hardly make a difference anyway. But if any of this gets to you. Please know.
Well, here's something. I had been a major nuisance for a full 5 minutes in the first movie that I went to see with my parents at a movie hall. At the first complaint, Baba, Ma, apologetically, walked out of the movie hall, taking me along with them. That was the last movie I saw in a movie hall for 10 years. And that was in what some of you will call hinterland, not in fancy metropolis Bangalore, and not especially at a multiplex with the movie tickets costing what is more that what some people in the same country earn in 5 days.
And don't you, reader, say "Bachcha hee toh hai". Please do know this, that Bachcha hee hai, lekin aap kee hai, Ek-sau-pachhattar rupaiye, on the other hand, meri hai, coke meri hai, popcorn ka packet meri hai and bloody hell, teen ghantein bhi meri hee hai.
Addendum: As you can see from the first comment to this post, I don't speak Hindi much. Well, am trying.
You got those monsters here on earth, ok? So it is your bloody responsibility to control them, or at least see to it that others are not getting bothered (and majorly, as it was in this case), by their actions. Get it?
So here's the story. Had gone to see 'Bheja Fry' (which is surprisingly good, is recommended, rather watchable, ok?), for the 10pm show at PVR at Forum. And this kid insisted on kicking the backrest of the seat in front of her (on the other end of which, unfortunately, yours faithfully was sitting). All throughout the movie. So, 15 minutes into the movie, I turn around, give a big smile and request the kid to please not do that. Any effect? Zilch. 5 minutes or so, and it starts all over again. Turn around. Request again, even more nicely, with an even bigger smile. Zilch happens. 5 minutes, and boom boom boom yet again. So I, even more politely, turn to the mother and request her to please ask the kid to stop the nuisance. The lady does not even look away from the screen. I continue asking her, but to no avail. So, I sit up and continue to watch the movie in that pose, backrest be damned. Come interval, I request the dad, sitting next to the mom (both of them dressed rather sophisticatedly and all that), to please control the kid .....
So the second half is alright, na? Bullc**p. The boom boom boom starts probably even before the movie's even started. And this time I again turn around and insist on the dad and the mom to stop this nuisance. Stony silence. Both of them simply look away.
Now you know, there's only that much shamelessness I can bear. So I turn around, and continue to watch the movie sitting up.
So, not finding any fun from the kicking, now the kid starts to scream and shout. Grunts of disapproval from the people around. Requests to shut the kid up. Anything results? Zilch. Nada. Illa. Nothing. The kid continues to be a nuisance all throughout the movie. The parents don't even react.
Post the movie, I tell Banner that I am planning to talk to the couple. Banner says, and very correctly if I may add - will it make an iota of a difference to these people? They are what they are, and that is trash, right? Right.
So, balding man in white shirt and fancy well trimmed beard, and his wife over-painted fat woman in green and red salwar, sir, ma'am, YOU are to blame. YOU are the culprits. Of course for shameless thick-skinned creatures like you, this will hardly make a difference anyway. But if any of this gets to you. Please know.
Well, here's something. I had been a major nuisance for a full 5 minutes in the first movie that I went to see with my parents at a movie hall. At the first complaint, Baba, Ma, apologetically, walked out of the movie hall, taking me along with them. That was the last movie I saw in a movie hall for 10 years. And that was in what some of you will call hinterland, not in fancy metropolis Bangalore, and not especially at a multiplex with the movie tickets costing what is more that what some people in the same country earn in 5 days.
And don't you, reader, say "Bachcha hee toh hai". Please do know this, that Bachcha hee hai, lekin aap kee hai, Ek-sau-pachhattar rupaiye, on the other hand, meri hai, coke meri hai, popcorn ka packet meri hai and bloody hell, teen ghantein bhi meri hee hai.
Addendum: As you can see from the first comment to this post, I don't speak Hindi much. Well, am trying.
4 comments:
Something rather endearing about this rant:
Please do know this:
that Bachcha hee hai, lekin aap kA hai, Ek-sau-pachhattar rupaiye, on the other hand, merE hai.N, coke merA hai, popcorn ka packet merA hai and bloody hell, teen ghantein bhi merE hee hai.N
:D
Hear! Hear!. Well said whole heartedly agree, although I'm suprised you didn't slap the kid or anything radical like that. i would have.If the parents wash their hands-off their kids, then it becomes my problem.
I think the deep-rooted cause to this is the Westernized concept of giving free rein to the kids whenever possible. Most urban Indian parents are either hassled whenever their kids throw a tantrum or simply act invisible.
You did almost everything possible to politely get the parents to do something about the child. I would squarely blame the parents for the lack of response in your situation and consider it sad that our next generation gives a damn to children's public behavior. If I had done the same thing in a movie hall when I was a kid, I'm sure that my parents would have done the same thing that your parents did.
Goooooood post Shomo, in the blogosphere after a long long time and it was REFRESHING to read all your posts; especially this one! Just imagining the scene and those snobbish made-up faces makes my blood boil! If parenst can't take responsibility of their kids, why have them at all?
I was in the midst of a similar incident sometime back, where this brat was actually hitting an Orange Juice vendor - a lady outside Garuda mall and all that the mother could say was 'Nahi betaa..' and this after I asked her to control her son. Needless to say, the kid didn't stop. The poor vendor didn't even have the courage to protest..... :( Raally sad!
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