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It was a regular Sunday outing. En-family.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Catching an inane Bollywood potboiler, in an inane multiplex.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The most exciting part of the movie was on \u2014 the interval.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cocooned in carb comfort, deftly juggling popcorn munches with cheese crackers interspersed with blissful sips of soda, I was staring nonchalantly at the screen as coquettish commercials tried seducing jaded eyeballs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Endorsements done with, it was trailer time. A teaser of \u2018Delhi Belly\u2019 \u2014 the 2010 Aamir Khan production \u2013swung onto the screen, spanning all its 70 mm glory. I sat up, all agog.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m a sucker for trailers \u2014 those naughty peekaboos that tantalize our \u2018chaste\u2019 buds, those flirty aperitifs \u2014 always tastier than the main course.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just thirty seconds into the teaser, suddenly the auditorium was rocked by a blood-curdling scream. And then another.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The mind-numbing shrillers did not originate from the movie screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They emanated from close quarters. In fact, very close quarters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh, bejesus \u2026it was me! Screaming as if an elephant had tripped on my tail!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Impacted by my high-decibel shrieks, the teaser-crew beat a hasty retreat, vaporizing into the giant screen canvas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The non-plussed audience first froze in collective horror and then, in unison, pointed their attention guns at my clan and me, searing our innards with that \u2018what the f\u2026\u2019 look.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My family members bore the look of a mom whose kid had bed-wetted the boss\u2019s swanky recliner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This wasn\u2019t my first scream. This wasn\u2019t their first egg-in-the-face moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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They quickly calculated what would salvage the moment better \u2014 disowning me pronto, or hiding under their chairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course, neither would.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So they gathered their wits and grinned apologetically at everyone on my behalf.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As for me, I was mildly mortified albeit smugly convinced of the validity of my shenanigan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The real culprit, of course, was Mr. Aamir Khan (and his darn teaser) who had created the scream-worthy situation for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pre-scream, the teaser had panned on a nondescript loo, where a portly guy is shown presiding over his scatological throne, going about his excretory endeavors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Apparently suffering from \u2018Delhi-belly,\u2019 the guy merrily goes belting the crassest and offensive sound effects possible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The impropriety and inelegance of the whole scene made me feel violated, helpless, and livid \u2014 all at once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So I ended up involuntarily reacting the way I do in such situations\u2026 SCREAM!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Screaming comes naturally to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No, not the dainty ooh-aah variety, but the full-throated 120-decibel howler that has the capacity to make cadavers jump out of their skin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s a reflex act that gets triggered by certain sounds and words that are persona non grata in my vocabulary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I can curb this freaking (or rather \u2014 shrieking) urge if I pre-empt the trigger point and brace myself for a scatological innuendo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If however I\u2019m caught unawares, God help anybody within a radius of 20 ft.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Without going into the psychosomatics of the issue \u2014 and assuming that some childhood nightmares tucked in the dusty recesses of my northern hemisphere must\u2019ve affected my baby medulla oblongata \u2014 I have so far let my poor family bear the brunt of this genetic anomaly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Delhi Belly\u2019 went on to win the Oscars in scatology.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Aamir Khan lost an ardent fan. I am not on talking terms with him since the teaser episode.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Although, in a way, I am thankful to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Because, if he hadn\u2019t warned me through his obnoxious teaser about what lay ahead in the movie, I would\u2019ve unsuspectingly gone to see it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And you can imagine what THAT could have led to\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A multiplex quake of Richter 9!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I could have ripped the seat cushions apart and stuffed them in my mouth\u2026or possibly died of multiple laryngopharynx failures!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A 2-hour movie replete with expletives and scatological innuendos would have made me scuttle out of the theatre faster than DK Bose (the protagonist in the movie) himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Another such publically-adored but personally-abhorred film that caught me unawares with its slew of scatologies and eructations was \u2018Atithi tum kab jaoge\u2019\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A movie in which a rustic, boisterous, butt\u2019rigger-happy uncle lands up at a couple\u2019s apartment, polluting the environs with his insalubrious disposition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In a supreme effort to control my screams (under chilly admonitions from my family), I had \u2018liquid frustration\u2019 rolling down my cheeks \u2014 not to mention painful, anemic knuckles and a forehead throbbing with \u2018screech-reflux.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My family has since vowed never to accompany me to any movie having even a remote excremental connotation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Obsceno\u2019genic allusions are becoming exceedingly mainstream these days.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In fact, rampant. MC\/BC is now common parlance \u2014 sprinkled in conversational buffets like sesame seeds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Phat gayi\u2026\u2019 in our times had a sartorial reference\u2026a pant, a salwar, or a chunni \u2014 nothing a loving mom couldn\u2019t fix.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now apparently the term\u2019s scope has widened to include certain biological parts of the human anatomy\u2026and poor mom can\u2019t figure how to fix them, for the life of hers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From Omkara to Gangs of Wasaypur, movie after movie is overflowing with language as flowery as the neighborhood gutter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And what\u2019s worse is that people are lapping it up with gay abandon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Psychiatrists call it a psychological uprising against the bourgeois mentality that enslaves us. Really?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sometimes, I have thought of discussing my \u2018scatophobia\u2019 with a psychiatrist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But then I\u2019ve thought again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Why pay one now?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I will need to see one anyway for my serpentine list of philias and phobias\u2026 so will discuss this too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Who knows he might give me a discount!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A philia free with a phobia.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Or maybe my daughter, an aspiring psychologist, will subsequently take care of her philophobe or phobophile mom (depending on which way you look at it), without notching up humongous medical bills so as to avoid adding \u2018invoicophobia\u2019 to my list of psychological woes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u2014Puja Bhakoo<\/a>, author, MOOD SWINGS<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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