On Saturday, February 18, the producers -- Sahara One and Percept Pictures -- of a film called Malamaal Weekly called journalists for a press conference to announce its music launch. They called later the same day to say they had sent me an invite, and asked me to carry along the enclosed lottery ticket.
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In much the same manner, the organisers laid out plans for journalists gathered at the event. There was a winning ticket worth Rs 1,25,000, but the winner would have to give out Rs 50,000 each to five people. Being the pessimist I am, I promptly forgot about the ticket in my pocket, safe in the knowledge that I would never win.
Before leaving, I received a call from a friend called Ashish Bhinde, a correspondent for the leading Gujarati weekly Divya Bhaskar. He was attending the launch with Hemant Sharma, his Executive Editor, and offered me a lift. On our way to the event, we made a pledge. If any of us were to win Rs 1.25 lakh, he would distribute Rs 50,000 among the rest of us.
When asked what he would do with the money, Hemant said he would buy his wife a phone. Other winners were unsure. I said I would use it to buy a laptop. When told that the amount was too little, and that it could only be used as a down payment, I decided to treat Hemant and the other winners to dinner instead. it seemed only fair, considering he announced my name even when I had no right over that money.
What will I do with the rest of the money after taking care of that dinner? Buy a lottery ticket, of course.
Photographs: Pradeep Bandekar