The Solitary Reaper
Rudrapur, Saturday Night : The word “dignity” traces its origin to medieval times, when the royal subjects were supposed to conduct themselves with character and nobility- thus dignity. I have a strong affiliation to this particular word, as on the personal front I aim to live life with dignity. Little did I know that a particular movie experience will change the way I understood this particular word and life in general. So we, (flat mates, friends, better halves of friends) were out for a movie, on a typical weekend in the foothills of the Himalayan city of Rudrapur. The movie, a misogynistic guy one, (“ban gaya kutta” for heaven’s sake!) was on, with our group commenting about the various comparisons of the opposite sexes shown in the movie. Fortuitously I notice a middle aged man on our adjacent seats, looking down on the seat adjacent to him. Curious, I cram my neck, to see a small boy (I believe 8-9 years old), fidgeting around in the chair. The man, presumably his fath