DD vacation edition

The vacations start and we go off to the south. Somewhere in Tamil Nadu, which from where we are is only a couple hours away by road. Over there we go visit someone in a very tall building, like Papon's building in Goregaon. We're upstairs in the apartment for a while, then I come back down to receive someone else and we go back up again. 

But this time we take an elevator that doesn't go up to that exact floor, so we go one level below by lift and walk up a ramp to the floor upstairs. But the ramp is very narrow with not much head space, so I find it hard to wiggle in and make a loud groaning sound which resonates through the floor. The watchman comes running and yells at us for making so much noise. I yell back at him for yelling at us. 

Then we go to the area where all the security guards sit together, and I take a bunch of them in a corner and try to get them on my side by saying how the main guard behaved is definitely not expected of someone from down south. I'm very clearly, unconscionably trying to create a rift on the basis of cultural origin. As it happens, the guards (mostly all female) agree while the chief and some of his cronies (four men) stand a few feet away, their backs to us, ignoring us. The chief is from somewhere in the north. I walk by him and pass a comment taunting him, which he hears but ignores. 

Next we're in an old-school, 90s type movie hall watching some movie. I'm smoking a cigarette in the cinema hall, still livid at the incident, also slightly regretful that I've taken up smoking again. I turn around and spot four of my school friends - all Gujarati - who used to gang up against me in school. I think to myself that I want to get back at them since we're in the south and they're in my territory. Some sadhu type guy with a white beard and in orange robes is walking through the movie hall pausing the movie to call out to all the engineers in the theatre. Just then I stub the cigarette and throw it away. My father is sitting right next to me, but doesn't say anything about the cigarette. 

The movie ends. We get up and start walking out. I'm thinking about who's going to drive back, because I'm feeling super sleepy. I think that the vacations have just started, and there's a long time for school to reopen and so many places to visit in the meanwhile. 

We drive on down to our next destination. I don't see who's driving, but I'm in the backseat of the car and we're passing a line of closed shops.