Bunking classes to watch a movie isn't your usual kind of day if you're studying here, at Loreto. You need insider knowledge, tracking skills, a lot of guts and a crazy group of people to actually consider it.
After a morning of practically no classes, sleep inducing guest speeches and first day summer showers, 5 of us decided to simply "bunk it". We were all for staying in and taking selfies till the bell rang to announce the end of the day... until someone suggested we go watch "LOGAN".
You see, among a gang of girls with the ultimate Hugh Jackman fans, such a suggestion cannot really be put down...
It was five to one on our watches...break ended at one. There wasn't much time to think, plan or even run. You see, in our college, bunking is a serious issue. And why wouldn't it be when even your Principal knows each and every student's name by heart. (Scary, I know.)
It was pouring outside and none of us brainiacs had an umbrella on us. We were actually in the girl's washroom checking show timings to see if we could make it, at 12:57.
There was no way we could move out after 1:00pm because by then our professor would arrive and moving out wouldn't really be an option any more. While I was caught up speculating likely consequences of missing important classes (like the typical Indian student that I am), Mrigakshi proudly announced that there was a show at "Nandan" at 1:30pm. Without another thought, the 5 of us started rushing down the stairs towards the backgate after some debate regarding which set of stairs to use. (We were dodging classes all the while to avoid bumping into our own professor).
Without umbrellas, clad in ethnic outfits (Women's day after all...), slipping on the wet cement, we somehow made it to the backgate in the rain. And then...I dropped my spectacles...in the drain. (Yep, I'm too clumsy for words and I know it.) Needless to say, Anisha made her debut comment... "Sanchari pick it up, or its gonna literally go down the drain". Saving you the gory details of how I retrieved my specs from the stupid drain, I'm just going to move on...
So we reach the ATM (because our society isn't really as cashless as the government would like it to be) and wonder of wonders....find 3 shut in a row. At this point, we were totally drenched and there was no turning back. At last we found an ATM which for a change was in perfect working order. Meeting at the bus stand with the others, Anisha and Oindrila started to feel queasy about the plans.
Literally forcing them along, Mrigakshi was equally determined to watch the film. On the bus, we broke out laughing, for this was one of the craziest days ever...with me and my guttery spectacles (stowed safely in my bag) Mrigakshi's hair looking like a puffy cloud, Oindrila and Anisha being wet to the core and Aditi scolding the bus conductor for some ridiculous reason. The other passengers on the bus immediately assessed our situation (for we aren't very soft-spoken in public, or anywhere for that matter) and were pretty amused by it all.
On reaching our destination (exactly 5 minutes before the show), we ran towards the gates, leaving the shelter that our creaky old bus had offered before. We did get our tickets and then moved in, but not before Aditi wringing the water out of our dupattas (because she is the most muscular among us....pun intended). Anisha complained all the way up there, how she and all of us were gonna catch a cold before "Interval" came.
And there we were, at 1:30 in the afternoon, watching "Logan", while we shivered from head to toe, totally drenched, with our hair plastered to our faces, simply functioning on adrenaline. Let me just inform you guys that Aditi or Anisha for that matter, aren't really patient people and as you all would agree, when a group of people go to a movie together, there's going to be trouble. Anisha kept on blurting out spoilers, till I threatened to punch her face (which made the guys on my right snicker into oblivion) and Aditi and Oindrila kind of bursted out laughing during a few of the intense scenes.
Mrigakshi was an angel...she simply started checking her messages whenever she got bored.
All in all, we weren't very impressed with watching Logan get thrashed around for the first half of the movie. But the second half was quite something, with the father-daughter duo battling away. I loved the idea of Logan finally having an idea what being a parent feels like and whenever his daughter behaved like him...his expressions were priceless.
The same anger, same claws coming out whenever frustrated, same wild beast fighting skills (if not better) and the same argumentative tantrums.
The demise of Wolverine isn't something we really looked forward to. Yet, we were comforted knowing that this wasn't really the end of the road. We still had his daughter growing up, to look forward to. I for one, was spectacularly impressed with Logan's girl. To be frank, being trained like a human killing machine from the start, made her a better fighter than Wolverine himself.
Her Spanish tantrums and accent were cute in a way only she could pull off. I look forward to go through similar pains to watching this new little character again, in the movie halls.
Until next time...