It must have all started with sufficiently plastered, red- faced, soaked in booze lushes trying to grab attention in the local bar. While the rest of the guzzlers tried to find their feet, one must have lifted himself up, to grab some attention with some raunchy quips and bawdy stories. For which he must have had to rise up to the moment, on his feet and do what most others were probably in no condition to do. Stand up. And the legend continues to this day. Put four men and a bottle together and you have the genesis of a stand- up routine.
The next best venue for comedy is the family get- together. These things may not happen as often anymore, as they happen in a Sooraj Barjatya film, but picture a doting mother announcing to the group that her 10- year- old progeny is likely to be the next Kapil Sharma. What an ambition.
But another venue that brings both these set- ups together is a venue like the erstwhile Comedy Store in Mumbai or Canvas Laugh Factory as it is now called. The venue is intimate, and snug. Most gigs are attended by friends and family of the performer. I salute The Factory, and although I have the patience and attention span of a three- year- old when it comes to watching stand- up routines, I have retired glad that the venue exists.