(Alert: This contains spoilers)
I distinctly remember the day. I was in Class VIII when the results came out. I had failed in maths! Suddenly, the spotlight was on me. Teachers stood transfixed and classmates sympathised – it was as if the whole school was mourning the red number on my otherwise decent report card. As I inched closer home, the only question that bothered me was – how are my parents going to react? Of course, maths had never been their strength, but they somehow managed to evade that ominous red mark. But you know what happened when they pored on the numbers? We all went to have ice cream!
More than a decade later, watching Nitesh Tiwari’s Chhichhore took me back to that incident. True, the film abounds in flaws, but the one special thing that perhaps no other college caper has managed to do is celebrate failure.