Well technically I did "walk the line"... a ramp is an inclined line.
This is how I got the chance to walk on a ramp…
I was returning from guitar class on my two-wheeler and felt that something was not right with my rear wheel’s air pressure.
It turned out that it was punctured. So I decided to keep the vehicle with the mechanic as I had urgent engagements and my schedule was at a risk of going awry.
So I decided to hail a rickshaw to take me back home. Four rickshaw-walas said no..fifth one said “Rs. 30 extra for the return journey…”
Stoically I said no to him….The miser in me was all alive.Inspite of a tight schedule I decided to walk a few yards to take a public transport bus.
I got on the bus and paid the fare. As my destination came near, I jostled through the crowd to reach the exit.
While elbowing through the crowd I was smothered by a bevy of middle-aged women who were trying frantically to reach the exit…At least this is what I thought they were doing.
Two of them trampled my foot and one of them groped my guitar.
Also, the inclement weather was not helping my mood. My footwear was smeared with mud and the foot-trampling made it worse.
Consequently, we exchanged a few heated words and then they got down. I got down at the next stop. Again had to walk a kilometer to reach my place.
Then I had my meal and I got ready to catch a movie with my friends.
I reached for my wallet at the usual place and I could not find it.
I call myself a “fairly” organized person, though the percentage of “fairness” may be disputable. Panic seized me as it dawned upon me that I had lost my debit card.
Anyways, after searching whole of my apartment I concluded that my wallet has been stolen by the gang of middle-aged women which I encountered on the bus. Being true to my spirit, I was all flustered and shaken, plus there was an additional burden of my bruised ego as a few days back I was preaching wisdom to my father on how to avoid getting pickpocketed.
Somehow I reached the theater and asked the usher for my ticket which was left with him for safe-keeping by my friends.
At first the usher ignored me as he thought I was mooching for a free movie then I guess by divine intervention he remembered that indeed there was a ticket kept with him for the movie on screen-1 which was almost half-way through.
That was it!
After mumbling a few words he opened the door of cinema hall for me and then shut it tight. I stood there squinting for a few seconds and then I saw the ramp which divided the hall exactly into two parts.
My seat was at the end of the ramp. As I started to walk I heard noises which were coming from all sides. Although the noise was garbled I understood that it was a human sound …The sound was getting louder…I must confess I almost felt like beauty-queen who was magnanimously strutting the ramp…And then I realized that people were booing at me. Finally after a lot of fumbling and floundering in the dark I settled on my seat…The narcissistic fool was catapulted to reality.
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