Reclining into the plush red chair, Anusha let out a sigh of relief. She briefly closed her eyes and allowed her smile to stretch into a grin. Yes, this was bliss. An afternoon away from work, away from friends, away from family, away from life as she knew it.
She opened her eyes just as the room was plunged into darkness. She felt the still-tense muscles of her shoulders relax. A moment later, the large screen before her lit up with reflected light.
She enjoyed the entire experience of watching a movie in the theater, including the previews, the crying babies who would invariably wake up hungry and cranky at the most critical part of the movie, and of course, she loved pop corn. It seemed to smell and taste a thousand times better here than it ever did at home! Plus, she had not quite managed to pull off caramel pop corn at home. Buying it at the movies was so much easier.
Sitting at the back of the hall, it was easy for her to scan the other seats. She noted with some satisfaction that the hall seemed to be pretty sparsely populated. She enjoyed movies, and she could be a little vocal sometimes. Somehow, the people sitting around her didn't always appreciate that. But today she could laugh, cry, exclaim or dance if she wanted to. The nearest people were a couple sitting three rows down, who were already so wrapped up in each other it was embarrassing.
"Excuse me, miss," said a diffident looking fellow wearing a purple and black uniform. Oh, he must be one of the staff here. "Would you like to order any refreshments? I will serve you at your seat."
She stalled him before he could rattle off the list of food and beverages they served. She knew that list off by heart anyway. "Just a pop corn combo, please," she smiled.
He was back before the previews and advertisements were over, so she tipped him more generously that she would have otherwise. With the popcorn to her right and drink to her left, she focused her attention on the screen once again.
She had picked a sappy romantic comedy. It wasn't entirely because she needed a break now, and this was the only movie on in the afternoon. It was also because she was just tired of how boring and correct life was, and how boring and correct she had to behave at work. A stupid, unabashedly sappy movie would help her zone out completely. For the next two hours, she would be that stupid, romantic heroine, would live that stupid, romantic story. She needed the escape and she didn't feel the least bit apologetic.
Ten minutes into the movie, she was completely immersed in the lives of Mandy and Pete, the unbearably sweet couple on screen, whose worlds had just collided, in the way that only happened in movies. Fifteen minutes into the movie, she had already identified the potential threat to their potential relationship.
It took her another two minutes to realize that someone was now sitting in the seat next to her. She would have had no trouble ignoring them, except that the person smelt extremely good. In a very attractively masculine way. But she reminded herself, he was probably gay; they seemed to be the only men with any sense of hygiene these days.
And yet, there was a prickling awareness of this man, that ran all over the right side of her body. She couldn't help casting a surreptitious glance in his direction the next time she grabbed a handful of pop corn. Which she almost dropped all over herself, because, wow, the man was good looking. He was even dressed smartly, what the magazines would call casual chic. Damn.
She got involved with the slightly insipid plot of the movie for another ten minutes, in which time the hero made plans with his bumbling best friend to woo the heroine, which were clearly doomed to failure.
"Excuse me."
A low, deep voice interrupted her plot analysis. It was the man sitting next to her. As she turned her head towards him with an eyebrow raised in query, he offered a small smile and held up the pop corn and drink the young fellow in purple must have just got for him. She took the hint and removed her pop corn onto her lap.
Another five minutes passed in silence. The movie seemed to hold as little interest for the man as it did for Anusha, though. She was constantly glancing at him, so she knew for a fact that he was doing the same to her. Sure, she was used to attention. She was nice enough to look at, her own mirror said so every day. But she didn't think she had ever distracted a guy from a movie this stupid.
The next moment, their gazes caught again, and this time, neither looked away. He smiled tentatively, and so did she.
"Mandy is going to go out with the other fellow to make Pete jealous," he whispered.
"No, the other fellow is going to make Mandy think that Pete is trying to woo the horrid cheerleader," Anusha countered.
"That's as maybe, but Mandy will go out with the other guy," he insisted.
"Hah. We will see. I'll get you caramel pop corn in the intermission if that happens," Anusha said.
He didn't reply, but then, he didn't need to. Mandy went out on a date with the other guy. Before Anusha could do more than groan, the lights came on. Intermission!
She stood up, and to her surprise, so did he. He followed her out of the hall, said, "Caramel pop corn," grinned, and walked off.
She couldn't help the grin that lightened her own face, or the challenge in her tone as she called out, "Hey!"
He turned.
"Anusha," she said.
"Dev," he replied, holding out his hand.
Her hand still tingled minutes later, as she stood in line for his pop corn. She was back in the hall in record time. Anusha didn't remember enjoying a movie so much in a very long time. Dev and she seemed to share the same irreverent sense of humour. Beyond that, she sensed that he was here for the same reason as she was... to escape reality and the baggage that came with it. She doubted if he had had much clue what movie was playing when he had bought the ticket, and she wasn't wrong.
All too soon, the movie was almost over, as was the pop corn. They were sharing the tub she'd bought during the intermission, and they both reached in for the last few bits. As their fingers brushed, they both jumped as though burnt. Dev's ears seemed to have turned pink, though it was difficult to tell in the dim light. He silently offered her the remaining pop corn.
The movie over, they both exited the hall in silence. Standing outside, in the soft light of the late afternoon, he turned to her.
"So, that was fun."
"Yeah, that was."
"Want to watch another one next week?"
"Same time, same place?" she joked.
"Absolutely," he said with that grin.
They were trying so hard not to stoop to the level of Mandy and Pete sappiness, that they watched five movies together before he finally asked her out for a real date.
She opened her eyes just as the room was plunged into darkness. She felt the still-tense muscles of her shoulders relax. A moment later, the large screen before her lit up with reflected light.
She enjoyed the entire experience of watching a movie in the theater, including the previews, the crying babies who would invariably wake up hungry and cranky at the most critical part of the movie, and of course, she loved pop corn. It seemed to smell and taste a thousand times better here than it ever did at home! Plus, she had not quite managed to pull off caramel pop corn at home. Buying it at the movies was so much easier.
Sitting at the back of the hall, it was easy for her to scan the other seats. She noted with some satisfaction that the hall seemed to be pretty sparsely populated. She enjoyed movies, and she could be a little vocal sometimes. Somehow, the people sitting around her didn't always appreciate that. But today she could laugh, cry, exclaim or dance if she wanted to. The nearest people were a couple sitting three rows down, who were already so wrapped up in each other it was embarrassing.
"Excuse me, miss," said a diffident looking fellow wearing a purple and black uniform. Oh, he must be one of the staff here. "Would you like to order any refreshments? I will serve you at your seat."
She stalled him before he could rattle off the list of food and beverages they served. She knew that list off by heart anyway. "Just a pop corn combo, please," she smiled.
He was back before the previews and advertisements were over, so she tipped him more generously that she would have otherwise. With the popcorn to her right and drink to her left, she focused her attention on the screen once again.
She had picked a sappy romantic comedy. It wasn't entirely because she needed a break now, and this was the only movie on in the afternoon. It was also because she was just tired of how boring and correct life was, and how boring and correct she had to behave at work. A stupid, unabashedly sappy movie would help her zone out completely. For the next two hours, she would be that stupid, romantic heroine, would live that stupid, romantic story. She needed the escape and she didn't feel the least bit apologetic.
Ten minutes into the movie, she was completely immersed in the lives of Mandy and Pete, the unbearably sweet couple on screen, whose worlds had just collided, in the way that only happened in movies. Fifteen minutes into the movie, she had already identified the potential threat to their potential relationship.
It took her another two minutes to realize that someone was now sitting in the seat next to her. She would have had no trouble ignoring them, except that the person smelt extremely good. In a very attractively masculine way. But she reminded herself, he was probably gay; they seemed to be the only men with any sense of hygiene these days.
And yet, there was a prickling awareness of this man, that ran all over the right side of her body. She couldn't help casting a surreptitious glance in his direction the next time she grabbed a handful of pop corn. Which she almost dropped all over herself, because, wow, the man was good looking. He was even dressed smartly, what the magazines would call casual chic. Damn.
She got involved with the slightly insipid plot of the movie for another ten minutes, in which time the hero made plans with his bumbling best friend to woo the heroine, which were clearly doomed to failure.
"Excuse me."
A low, deep voice interrupted her plot analysis. It was the man sitting next to her. As she turned her head towards him with an eyebrow raised in query, he offered a small smile and held up the pop corn and drink the young fellow in purple must have just got for him. She took the hint and removed her pop corn onto her lap.
Another five minutes passed in silence. The movie seemed to hold as little interest for the man as it did for Anusha, though. She was constantly glancing at him, so she knew for a fact that he was doing the same to her. Sure, she was used to attention. She was nice enough to look at, her own mirror said so every day. But she didn't think she had ever distracted a guy from a movie this stupid.
The next moment, their gazes caught again, and this time, neither looked away. He smiled tentatively, and so did she.
"Mandy is going to go out with the other fellow to make Pete jealous," he whispered.
"No, the other fellow is going to make Mandy think that Pete is trying to woo the horrid cheerleader," Anusha countered.
"That's as maybe, but Mandy will go out with the other guy," he insisted.
"Hah. We will see. I'll get you caramel pop corn in the intermission if that happens," Anusha said.
He didn't reply, but then, he didn't need to. Mandy went out on a date with the other guy. Before Anusha could do more than groan, the lights came on. Intermission!
She stood up, and to her surprise, so did he. He followed her out of the hall, said, "Caramel pop corn," grinned, and walked off.
She couldn't help the grin that lightened her own face, or the challenge in her tone as she called out, "Hey!"
He turned.
"Anusha," she said.
"Dev," he replied, holding out his hand.
***
Her hand still tingled minutes later, as she stood in line for his pop corn. She was back in the hall in record time. Anusha didn't remember enjoying a movie so much in a very long time. Dev and she seemed to share the same irreverent sense of humour. Beyond that, she sensed that he was here for the same reason as she was... to escape reality and the baggage that came with it. She doubted if he had had much clue what movie was playing when he had bought the ticket, and she wasn't wrong.
All too soon, the movie was almost over, as was the pop corn. They were sharing the tub she'd bought during the intermission, and they both reached in for the last few bits. As their fingers brushed, they both jumped as though burnt. Dev's ears seemed to have turned pink, though it was difficult to tell in the dim light. He silently offered her the remaining pop corn.
The movie over, they both exited the hall in silence. Standing outside, in the soft light of the late afternoon, he turned to her.
"So, that was fun."
"Yeah, that was."
"Want to watch another one next week?"
"Same time, same place?" she joked.
"Absolutely," he said with that grin.
They were trying so hard not to stoop to the level of Mandy and Pete sappiness, that they watched five movies together before he finally asked her out for a real date.
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Tell me this is true.
Give me hope.
Make me happy :D
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