In 1979, Basu Chatterjee made Baaton Baaton Mein and unobtrusively brought to us the dating and courtship rituals of a community that was till then either caricatured or just overlooked in Hindi cinema. Nancy Perreira and Tony Braganza…
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Matriarchal manipulation in a patriarchal world is depicted unsparingly in Usha Priyamwada’s Pachpan Khambe Laal Deewarein (Now playing on Prasar Bharti). The mother resentful of her lecturer daughter’s comfortable life in her college residence because the younger daughters…
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“Start with hope..always start with hope. We went from being a shitty team to become one of the biggest dynasties in the sport and all it needed was one match to light this fire,” says Michael Jordan at…
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In 1947, my grandparents brought three children and the remains of an uprooted life from Pakistan to India in a train. One of those children was my mother. I grew up hearing a lot of stories about the…
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Three documentaries streaming right now show the ultimate culmination of the Bois Locker Room culture. And what happens when one gender is taught to mistrust its instincts of self-preservation and the other does not even learn something as…
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In Sudip Sharma’s Paatal Lok (Now streaming on Amazon. Co written by Sharma, Sagar Haveli, Hardik Mehta and Gunjit Chopra. Directed by Avinash Arun and Prosit Roy), India’s disowned inhabit the headlines we turn away from. A young…
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We have been talking to each other for a few years now. All we do is talk, talk and talk. It amuses and baffles me. These lines of a very popular song come to me, It’s only words and words are all I have to take your heart away. So apt for us! I wonder! […]
I am in a crowd and yet alone. Looking around at people conversing, laughing, I wonder. Do they also feel the same way as I do? A friend shakes me from my stupor and asks, “Hey! All well?” The same answer. “Yes! Yes! “ But the eyes say something else. I recall Kaifi Azmi’s poem. […]
To Love. To lose. And to never love again is a sickening feeling. She had trusted herself, built a wall around her nobody would penetrate, yet it had happened. Probably one sided as she did not know his feelings for her. He said he loved her ….as a friend. An afterthought she would have never […]