What was it about Woodstock?
The movie that made a rock festival come alive for some of us who were toddlers when it happened?
A movie that scandalised us with its F words and huddling free-sex teens?
The sheer, raw power of great rock music?
The strange anti-war idealism that was so fashionable?
In those days, Chanakya and Archana were the two movie halls in Delhi that usually showed English movies, and I caught Woodstock in a morning show one working day while in college. It was the kind of movie you watched after a rare day bunked from college, so you could mix a strange kind of bluster and nostalgia in recalling that day.
I am doing that now.
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