I Stayed Still

By A.Bhagirathraj

To get the perfect goal, you need to float in the air for a few seconds. Yeah!! I’m writing this while watching a basketball match on the ground. 

Speaking of underrated things, the most underrated film for me is “Jayeshbhai Jordaar”. The story revolves around Jayesh, a man who always listens to his father but deep inside carries the guilt of staying quiet. The movie is full of twists, suspense, and brilliant 

dialogues. 

I remember the first time I played it on Amazon Prime in the evening. Barely 15 minutes, my mom switched off the TV. Why? Because I had to go for tuition. I made my heart like stone and walked out. Now, about my tutor, Ajay. His stomach fills only with money. One incident says it all— I was absent from tuition for seven days. When he called, I thought he would ask me why I wasn’t coming. Instead, the first thing he asked was about the fees. Not a word more. Seriously! 

(Wait one sec… yeah, that’s a perfect jump, perfect aim… yes, he’s gonna make it—damn it!!! The wind, the freaking wind. He missed the shot.) 

Anyway, coming back. That evening, I kept staring out of the window till 9, thinking about Jayesh. Do characters like him really exist in the real world? If yes, then Kinjal, his wife, must be a lucky one. 

By 9:30, I reached home, switched on the movie again, and sat on the sofa. Everyone in the house was watching it. The only character I really connected with was Jayesh. What an actor, Sirji! He gave us exactly the emotions the scene required. The film was almost over—about 20 minutes left. Slowly, everyone went to sleep. It was already 12, but I stayed back, determined to finish it. 

Then came the awkward moment. Around 12:15, just as the kissing scene started, I heard the sound of the door cracking open. I was all alone in the hall. Now, I had only two options: 

1. If I grabbed the remote and fast-forwarded, my father might think I skipped it because he entered. 

2. If I stayed still, he might think, “Okay, so my son enjoys kissing scenes.”

In the end, I stayed quiet. He walked in, first looked at the TV, then at me. He simply said, “It’s 12:30, go to sleep,” and went inside. 

That’s it. End of the film for me. Honestly, I forgot the very message the movie was trying to give. God, what an awkward moment that was! I switched off the TV and went to bed. Still, I clearly remember his look and often wonder what he must have thought of me at that time. 

So yeah, this was my experience. And I’m afraid to submit this—not because of the outcome, but because after submitting, I might get new words to write.

By A.Bhagirathraj