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    Dude! Where’s My Movie?

    Since the time my memory serves me, I remember having led a life of discipline. Sadly, most of the times though, the discipline was of an enforced nature – much to my displeasure and against my consent. Parents, grandparents, aunts, relatives, school teachers – they all took turns in laying down specific instructions every now and then. “Are you stupid? Don’t do that!” “Hey! Who told you that you could talk that way?” “Don’t go there!” “Don’t say that! Bad boys talk that way.” “Don’t look at it. Close your eyes!” Phew! I was young, naïve and juvenile and maybe they needed to treat me that way for my own well-being. Somewhere…