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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Dalip Kaur Tiwana, a name to reckon within the field of Punjabi fiction the world over, and one of the strongest pillars of Punjabi literature passed away yesterday and obituaries are pouring in from every nook and corner of the world. Her family, friends, readers, and students are mourning this great loss. The voice […]
When identities With sharp piercing contours Wound and injure The ‘odd-men-out’ When free-speech or free- will Is mother of all sins; Don’t look at my words They are either not words, or Not mine anymore. Words, thrown at you, Pushed in your mouth, For gains unknown to you To pacify one, hurt another Unnerve you. […]
When the soul remains shrouded In the dead silence of a few past days, When the heart lies curled up Too heavy to move; When the sky remains overcast With smoking clouds of pain and agony When words lose their meanings And protests their fire; When things remain As they had been; I look vacantly […]
The abandoned seed, Martyr of its creed, helps others to grow. The first random rain-drops Falling from the dark clouds On the scorching earth below Vanish into thin vapours, And yet…! Wakes up The languorous land, To take in The torrential rains With open arms. For each great shift Seeks sacrifices Of some pious souls, […]
I sit and watch As the sun goes down into the purple horizon And the eye-lids grow heavy with the weight of years. I strain my eyes, and see… swarming tiny hands From another time-zone Tapping on the window-pane, With umpteen questions Lurking on the finger-tips Seeking to take Stock of my life… What I did […]
The Empty Nest syndrome had frightened me even when my boys were studying. As I live in a small town that doesn’t enjoy the luxury of MNCs and a corporate sector, I knew the little birdies would very soon take wings to scale unknown heights. And the impending ‘retirement’ too had been staring me in […]
We always tend to classify our life into well-defined, sharply contoured pigeonholes: childhood – youth – middle age – old age.On a more practical and functional level, we divide this linear time into segments of education, professional life, marriage, parenthood, retirement and more. But what after that? All through our life, we move on with […]
Fifty years is not a short period of time. From a 12-year-young girl, I have turned into a 62-years-old woman. But the memories of those summer days that made the young mind wonder what was happening around us and why there had been so many changes made in our daily routine, are still so fresh. […]
She was no Nirbhaya…. Not born in the age of fast news; No voices, no candles, no protests, Grieved for her! She hadn’t gone out with a friend; No jeans; no mobiles; No reason for fingers to be pointed! Being a woman, her only fault! Half the world missed her story… A story…. Of […]
“This incident was a storm which came and went. And what was there before it, and what is left behind after it, this is what we need to see.” (Nirbhaya’s father) This is the parting message that Leslee Udwin’s film ‘India’s Daughter’ closes with. And this is what the film proposes to do. To see whether […]
Not easy To blow out your past In one breath! The dead candles On the birthday cake A jungle of nude trees That had once Sheltered me in their shade. A grudge of betrayal In their silent eyes! ‘We are the milestones Of the arduous trek’. I stand convicted….! Oh! How the Time’s trident- Tomorrow-today-yesterday […]
The mind fails to catch Ideas floating like sperms Waiting to be hit by conviction; To gestate and come to life Myriad images, like Vibrant butterflies Tempt; and then run amok, In the dark recesses of mind Across the hills and rivers, My thoughts run wild Then slip through my fingers Like bubbles bursting in the […]