We change over the course of time. I am no exception. Like just three years ago I would watch movies religiously. There wasn’t a single movie that I had missed. Yes, even the B and C grade movies would entertain me. And now I don’t care much even if the movie is starring one of the top Khans or is a huge success. I watch it just by the way and mostly online.
I remember I was so excited about Chameli’s (the movie) release that I phoned Shabana Video (now Bilal Video) in Nishterabad a number of times to know when the movie would reach the local market. By the way, it is one of my favorite movies even today and I must have watched it ten times.
I would buy two film magazines a month and read every article, interview, each piece of news and gossip about the actors. When the internet came to my home I started visiting film and trade websites. I had become a walking, talking movie encyclopedia so much so that the amount of info I knew would amaze me.
Now when I look back at those times I marveled at the intensity of my interest. I am glad that I didn’t curb my desire to buy/collect and watch movies and magazines at that time because with time when the number of responsibilities and worries grow we distance from things that pleased us at one time.
Life’s become so entangled that I know I would never be able to regain the same sort of passion for these things at least. It will only remain alive in my memory and journals now.
PS: I opened the drawer after such a long time to take the picture and it astonished me that I have some really junk movies in my collection as well 😕
These are basically video CDs.