Dumb Charade

The 12 of us were returning after a refreshing trek in the Sharavathi Rain forest last week in a Tempo Traveller. Since there was a load ride ahead of us before reaching Bangalore, we looked for ways to kill time.

“Dumb Charades,” Ruchin promptly suggested.

It would have been a great idea had we were on a bus rather than on a TT. The tempo was crowded with us, our luggage and the separation between seats was narrow for any person to stand and face the audience. Also the low ceiling of TT prevented anyone from standing erect for a long time.

We all looked at Ruchin sceptically. But he was the poster boy of confidence!

“Why? Why can’t we play Dumb Charades?”

Quieting our objections, he declared “I will start. Watch”

He stood up in his seat, which by the way was the last seat in the TT, and stared at us. It was difficult to see him as none of the lights were lit inside the TT. We could barely make out his form from the passing street lights.

We all stared at his still form silently wondering what he is upto.

After some time, he said “Don’t you guys get it?”

“No. What was the film?”

Beaming triumphantly, he said, “Khamoshi”.