Rajat Kapoor is not made for water-tight definitions. So yes, he acts in films and writes them and directs them too but then there is a theatre and the fact he acts on stage and yes, directs too. The one ...Read More
Ask artists how they visualize what they are going to create, and you are bound to get a variety of answers. Some make a rough sketch, some take photographs, and some others keep adding elements to their work as they ...Read More
Religion is the saddest of all crutches, more so than Love and Hope. Yet I dare anyone to watch Ben-Hur and not feel a twinge of faith stir in the deepest recesses. By that, of course, I mean an understanding ...Read More
You have seen actor and director Atul Kumar in TV commercials, in cinema cameos but none of his more commercially visible work can sum up his range as an actor or do justice to his ability to ...Read More
Good Sadhu Babas should never be as you expect them to be and Rocket Baba is no exception. Though over 70, he has the body of a fit 30-year-old, his skin and eyes are clear and his voice just booms. ...Read More
What The Godfather is to the male of the species, An Affair to Remember is to those who propagate the species. It makes women believe in that crazy little thing called love. Without us identifying with and holding up as ...Read More
I was in the first batch of inward fellows of the National Foundation of India's 'Northeast Media Exchange Programme'. It was 1996-97 and I went to Mizoram. My subject was 'Changing traditional patterns and the youth of Mizoram'. Though this ...Read More
Is Hamlet you and me and everyone in between? Is he, denuded of his geography and history, just someone torn between his possibilities and his realities? Are'nt we all? Is he a man of suppressed humour, someone craving to laugh ...Read More
It happens.
Let it.
Or don't.
It matters.
Maybe not.
Run.
Rest.
Hide.
Find.
Stay.
Go.
Stop.
Start.
Hold on.
Let Go.
Life is now.
Or maybe
never.
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A writer came to me with a script today and his own story was more interesting than the one he had written. I might have offended him by spending far more time listening to him about his own search for recognition ...Read More
I am not here
I don’t exist
I was though
I lived
One moment
And Poof
Dust to dust
Tracks and Stain
Wipe me clean
Call the Rain
Dreams and Sorrow
Smiles to give
Share it with another
I am not here
I was though.
Uma Iyer is a writer, a mother and a freelance ...Read More
I see a 15 or 16-year-old adolescent. I observe her facial features – droopy, flickering eyes, her body language – waving, abrupt gestures while laughing, legs in careless disarray while sitting, and her speech – impulsive ...Read More
