October 13, 11:00 a.m. in the morning, I finished with my mid-sem, proceeding towards my scooty I heard a gang of first years shouting, “SHAHRUKH is coming in DB Mall.” Blimey!! I thought. Isn’t he like, 45 years old now? Why is everybody getting mad about somebody who is most eligible to adopt them, rather marrying? It’s not like it was the very first time a film-star was coming to Bhopal, not after Prakash Jha’s Rajneeti and Aarakshan, no sir. Overlooking our unconcerned notions, I and my friends decided to be the part of the hysteria and we reached the venue by 11:30.
“No entry without the pass”, one of the black cat security personnel confirmed. Whomsoever we tried to call who could possibly have had the passes was either unavailable or busy. No luck. Waiting for another hour there were only two of us left now, while the other gang members went home irritated by the heat and the tickling sweat. Reluctant to go before Shahrukh does, we squatted there in the middle of the road, while the onlookers passed, commenting on what not. Anything for Shahrukh was the attitude we carried throughout the euphoria and jubilation. Hardly half an hour had crawled when the security officials and the riots control department had taken over the crowd. People were running in our direction and the guards were charging them with lathis. Panic struck we found a place to hide among a group of females not wanting to be victimized by the raining stones. After all the rage and chaos we decided to get our senses back and chuck the SRK craze. There were yet more things to do in life before getting crushed in a stampede.
1:30 p.m. we went to relax inside a cafeteria stacked with the SRK fans. The only LCD in there was constantly showing his movie songs and Ra.One previews. Taking the mind off from the loudspeaker, no luck though as there had been the public for King Khan who talked nothing beside him and the promos. We chucked the chuck the SRK craze and went all the way back to become a part of the crowd again. He had already come by then and we were dying to get a glimpse of him even from a distance of 1000 feet from the balcony of the Mall. After 3 more hours of constant waiting and hiding here and there to save ourselves from the lathis and stones, it was no use standing there anymore as SRK had already left, somebody told us coming out of the Mall. “What!! He left?”
Still not in mood to go back home after waiting for 7 hours and 7 missed calls from home, waiting for the crowd to disperse when finally the crowd roared with madness again.
YES!!! IT WAS SRK ON THE BALCONY.
No kidding, 7 proved to be the lucky number. First time in my life I saw a filmstar even though from a distance, and that too SHAHRUKH. 15 minutes he stood there trying to please each and every person in that gathering, sometime dancing, at times giving his favourite pose, waving at the crowd in every direction possible. We were not less than 200 meters away from him and my friend had already started waving at him like a drug edict maniac. I saw what she was doing and as I gathered my attention back at him, I saw him doing the same actions. For a moment I couldn’t believe what had happened.
“HE ACTUALLY WAVED AT US. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
Those 15 minutes washed all the fatigue of waiting wearily to get just one glimpse of him. Shear frenzy was that. I didn’t get the night’s sleep before I wrote this down and called and told almost every single friend of mine who was an SRK fan. The insanity for the name SRK proves the very own statement of Shahrukh Khan, “I am not Shahrukh Khan, rather I work for the brand Shahrukh Khan.” Best wishes for Ra.One.
P.S. I am going to watch it fist day first show.
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