"Can you go and collect the tickets at the Kiosk Sada? We are just entering the parking lot. Will be there in 2 mins."
"Only 3 minutes for the movie to start Anu. Come quick. I will collect the tickets and get in. You guys come near the entrance and give me a missed call. Will come out and give you the tickets".
I am not ready to miss even the Vicco turmeric Ayurvedic cream advertisement. This is the movie that I have been waiting for so long - "The Dark knight rises".
I ran up to fourth floor, went up to the kiosk, still trying hard to catch some breath. I punched in a bunch of numbers and pressed the proceed button.. damn.. Why the hell can't I get what I want from these kiosks at the first shot? ah.. Never happens. At least with me it never does.. Now this so called software engineer is waiting for the security to help printing out the tickets from the kiosk. huh!..
At this point I can literally feel my shirt sticking to my body, I am still gasping hard and I know my brain has given up processing any incoming information. I just want to pass through these ticket counters and get to the city of Gotham as quick as possible.
Well, anyway.. here I am waiting for the security to get my tickets from the kiosk. Finally... here it is.. thank god the tickets are out... I quickly grabbed the tickets and turned around to go back and get my bag which I had kept at a corner a little farther away....banggg... I just collided with a little boy who was standing behind me with his father..
Apparently I did not notice the queue building up behind me while I was desparately waiting for the security to get my tickets.. I felt so bad for the kid and I went "Sorry.. sorry.. sorry.. sorry... ".. I bent down and looked at the kid in his eyes asking him if he was hurt. Luckily the kid was perfectly fine...may be I just stepped on one of his shoes or something.. but nothing happened.. he did not even feel anything,...
I am so releaved that it was not as bad as I thought.. The boy must have surely thought I am some crazy person or something, saying so many sorries for nothing.. He smiled at me and said "Sorry uncle.. I am so sorry to come in your way"..
I was totally taken aback by the way this kid reacted to the situation.. Think about it.. He is apologizing for a mistake that he did not even commit.. Obviously he would have had no chance knowing that I will make a sudden turn as he was standing behind me expecting me to move forward rather than turning around.. Not only that he was ready to let my mistake just go, he was ready to apologize to me.. that was a piece of divinity right in front of my eyes.. I smiled at him and made sure he is alright before I left the place.. While I was walking away from that spot I couldnt stop thinking how good and innocent this little boy's heart is.. I was just hoping that this divinity will stay with him even after he grows up.. This is the kind of people today's impatient world is badly in need of..
A second later before I entered the theater, I heard the god's voice from behind, going "Why are YOU saying sorry Mannu?.. He should have been careful.. He should be sorry for what he did.. U dont have to say sorry.."..
I turned around and looked at the poor kid and his agitated father. A sad smile just flashed over my face while my hope for the kid was being shattered down..
