Here we were, waiting for T-H-E Bryan Adams we were obviously ready to boot out anyone else who infringed on that space.įinally, at around 8.30 pm, Bryan Adams was on stage with Back to you. But, then, imagine yourself in my position and in the conditions I described. At that moment, though, the only emotion they aroused was irritation. Okay, now that I look back, I have to admit they weren't all that bad. Just then, Nikhil Chinappa and Maria Goretti - looking rather cool on such a sultry day - bounded on stage to present the opening act, Aquaflow. My only thought was, "My God! I have to be in this position till 10 pm." Add to that the sweltering heat, the sweat baths and the omnipresent dust. Every possible meaning of the words personal space was violated yesterday. somewhere near the front.Įven those of you who travel in Virar-bound local trains during rush hour would not be able to identify with the crush. A shove there, a tug here, a little pushing, a little pulling, squirming, squeezing and Voila! We were. My friends and I began the long and difficult trek towards the stage. Having paid Rs 500 for my ticket, there was no way I was going to be content with lurking around at the back of the stadium. From the looks of it, people must have started coming in right after breakfast.
The concert was scheduled to start an hour later. To make matters simpler, or more difficult depending on how one saw it, there were separate entrance lines for boys and girls.Īt long last, we entered. There were around 20,000 people with legitimate tickets trying to get in through two narrow entrances (these doubled as exits as well, so Heaven help us if there was a mishap!) and hundreds of ticketless others who were praying some kind of miracle would happen and they too would find a way inside. We had barely crossed this hurdle, when another one raised its head. So what to a normal onlooker seemed an open space under a flyover went on to become a huge, and rather crowded, parking lot. When we finally reached there, we came across the first of our hurdles - parking! With almost 40,000 passes having being sold, had anyone, I wondered, even paused to consider where so many cars would be accommodated?īut necessity, as they say, is the mother of invention. All the way to the NSE grounds, I kept belting out hit after Bryan Adams hit. Finally, I settled on a black top and red pants. Imagine my dismay when her mother told me she had left almost an hour ago. So, at 4 in the afternoon, I call up my friend.
The mother of all problems was still looming ahead. You'd think that was the end of my troubles? No way. Okay, so I had passes for the Bryan Adams concert. The Rediff Special/ Priyanka Bhattacharya Special: Priyanka Bhattacharya's first person recollection of the Bryan Adams concert
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