Every frame in journalist Rakesh Rekhi’s memory of youth is about Krishna Talkies. It didn’t matter that the visuals were hazy. That the sound was so muffled that he and others in the audience had to guess the dialogues. That the fans seemed to move in a drunken stupor, often forcing the gatekeepers to open the doors in late-night summer shows to let the cool air in. Krishna Talkies was his theatre of dreams, and Rekhi would save every five paise so that he could buy the cheapest 85-paise, front-row ticket. And sometimes, he would plead with the ushers to allow him to watch a movie in two halves over two days to avoid arousing suspicion back home. “I braved a police lathicharge to watch Dharmendra’s superhit Ankhen (1968),” says Rekhi, now 57.
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That was then. Krishna Talkies, which came up before Independence, is history. Along with Rose Cinema, Krishna Talkies called it curtains in 2004-05. For the past decade and a half, this Punjab town has had no theatre.
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