The most awaited movie of the year-Harry Potter And The Half-Blood Prince-(according to me at least) had finally released. Smoka and I had decided to watch the movie at The Forum Mall, over the weekend, though Smoka was being a reluctant jackass about it! Our initial plan was that we would go to the mall at around 11 in the morning and buy tickets for the afternoon show around 3. There were a lot of things that were contributing towards foiling our little plan.
Firstly, Smoka got in touch with her feminine side that morning and took what seemed like a million years to get ready! We ended up reaching the mall at 1 o' clock.
Secondly, Smoka had some important business plans with her friend.
Thirdly, every damn show was sold out! I had checked the newspaper that morning and there was a show almost at every hour. The only available show was the 6:30 show, which was close to impossible since my parents wanted their darling daughter to be home before nightfall! Whatever! Only after a lot of convincing(done by Smoka, of course) and a little bit of lying, did my parents agree to come and pick us up by 8. Here's where the lie comes in, we told my parents that the movie would begin at 5 and end by 8. If they had the slightest clue that the movie was 2 and a half hours long and would start only by 6:30, then we would have been heading back home, then and there!
Fourthly, our seats were separate. We were placed in the last row and were separated by 26 seats. Do you know how many seats there are in the last row? 28! Smoka had half a mind of walking out of the movie theatre if she was made to watch the movie without me!
And lastly, WE LOST THE TICKETS! Or at least, thought we did! I clearly remember collecting the tickets from the counter and looking at the seat numbers and stuff, and then I handed them to Smoka! The irresponsible girl that she is, blindly dumped it into her bag! A few hours later she couldn't remember where-the-hell she had put them! After about fifteen minutes into the panic attack and complete scrutinising of the bag, we found the tickets neatly sitting in the folder! After a huge sigh of relief we continued on our journey of doing nothing at the mall!
If you had 5 whole hours and only 400Rs.(which came down from 3800Rs.) to spend at a mall what would you have done? Smoka suggested we could go watch Transformers 2...But there was no way in hell I would spend my money to watch a noisy, sci-fi movie! If it was my parents' money, well, that's a different issue! There isn't a thing in Forum which a normal person can afford. So we went to a place opposite to JNC. Everything there was so cute, but nothing was either wearable or my type. I ended up buying my first pair of funky chappals there. They looked fabulous but little did I know that things which were so cute would be nibbling at my poor toes! So we just roamed and roamed and roamed some more till our legs fell off! We then went to have lunch at McDonalds. Chairs never felt so great! BTW, the people at McDonalds have no respect for vegetarians. The last thing I would do is recommend a Veggie burger if your going to McDonalds.
Oh! I mustn't forget to mention that The Forum Mall is filled with all kinds of specimen. Each one different from the other, yet equally weird. Here's a little list:
1. The guy who stood in front of us, while buying the ticket. He had on a Iron Maiden t-shirt and was Smoka's hair-sake! When the counter guy told him that his seats would be separate he smirked and said "It's okay, we're not girls!" He paid for the tickets and walked off...Without collecting them! He was probably full of himself, coming up with wise guy cracks.
2. The cleaning lady at the toilet who was giving a lesson to a girl about the etiquette's, of using a public toilet!
3. The girl who wore low-waist jeans and had zero knowledge about how to carry them off. Quote Smoka: "We saw her butt cleavage!"
4.The guy on the escalator who was trying to dance to Rihanna's Umbrella.
Though there were a lot of weird people out there, there are other nice people too, who give in to the simple requests of sweet innocent girls. Thank you, chubby lonely uncle for switching seats with Smoka.
When 6:30 finally arrived, I was so grateful to the God of Time, since Smoka had been bugging me wth the same line from 1:30: Is it six-thirty yet? Is it six-thirty yet? Is it six-thirty yet?
I know Smoka wont agree with me on this (Hell-With-Her!) but when the movie finally ended at 9:15, it was totally worth the wait.
Firstly, Smoka got in touch with her feminine side that morning and took what seemed like a million years to get ready! We ended up reaching the mall at 1 o' clock.
Secondly, Smoka had some important business plans with her friend.
Thirdly, every damn show was sold out! I had checked the newspaper that morning and there was a show almost at every hour. The only available show was the 6:30 show, which was close to impossible since my parents wanted their darling daughter to be home before nightfall! Whatever! Only after a lot of convincing(done by Smoka, of course) and a little bit of lying, did my parents agree to come and pick us up by 8. Here's where the lie comes in, we told my parents that the movie would begin at 5 and end by 8. If they had the slightest clue that the movie was 2 and a half hours long and would start only by 6:30, then we would have been heading back home, then and there!
Fourthly, our seats were separate. We were placed in the last row and were separated by 26 seats. Do you know how many seats there are in the last row? 28! Smoka had half a mind of walking out of the movie theatre if she was made to watch the movie without me!
And lastly, WE LOST THE TICKETS! Or at least, thought we did! I clearly remember collecting the tickets from the counter and looking at the seat numbers and stuff, and then I handed them to Smoka! The irresponsible girl that she is, blindly dumped it into her bag! A few hours later she couldn't remember where-the-hell she had put them! After about fifteen minutes into the panic attack and complete scrutinising of the bag, we found the tickets neatly sitting in the folder! After a huge sigh of relief we continued on our journey of doing nothing at the mall!
If you had 5 whole hours and only 400Rs.(which came down from 3800Rs.) to spend at a mall what would you have done? Smoka suggested we could go watch Transformers 2...But there was no way in hell I would spend my money to watch a noisy, sci-fi movie! If it was my parents' money, well, that's a different issue! There isn't a thing in Forum which a normal person can afford. So we went to a place opposite to JNC. Everything there was so cute, but nothing was either wearable or my type. I ended up buying my first pair of funky chappals there. They looked fabulous but little did I know that things which were so cute would be nibbling at my poor toes! So we just roamed and roamed and roamed some more till our legs fell off! We then went to have lunch at McDonalds. Chairs never felt so great! BTW, the people at McDonalds have no respect for vegetarians. The last thing I would do is recommend a Veggie burger if your going to McDonalds.
Oh! I mustn't forget to mention that The Forum Mall is filled with all kinds of specimen. Each one different from the other, yet equally weird. Here's a little list:
1. The guy who stood in front of us, while buying the ticket. He had on a Iron Maiden t-shirt and was Smoka's hair-sake! When the counter guy told him that his seats would be separate he smirked and said "It's okay, we're not girls!" He paid for the tickets and walked off...Without collecting them! He was probably full of himself, coming up with wise guy cracks.
2. The cleaning lady at the toilet who was giving a lesson to a girl about the etiquette's, of using a public toilet!
3. The girl who wore low-waist jeans and had zero knowledge about how to carry them off. Quote Smoka: "We saw her butt cleavage!"
4.The guy on the escalator who was trying to dance to Rihanna's Umbrella.
Though there were a lot of weird people out there, there are other nice people too, who give in to the simple requests of sweet innocent girls. Thank you, chubby lonely uncle for switching seats with Smoka.
When 6:30 finally arrived, I was so grateful to the God of Time, since Smoka had been bugging me wth the same line from 1:30: Is it six-thirty yet? Is it six-thirty yet? Is it six-thirty yet?
I know Smoka wont agree with me on this (Hell-With-Her!) but when the movie finally ended at 9:15, it was totally worth the wait.
