‘Continue 88 miles on I10 N to Houston’ - instructs a female voice emanating from the tiny black GPS on the dashboard. As if on cue, I recline my backrest, stretch my legs and relax. The view from my window ...Read More
Long minutes, maybe a few hours were spent this week in the heart of a police station where I for the first time witnessed the daily workings of a place we usually associate with dark images of intimidation, apathy and ...Read More
When every work requires you to stop for at least a few minutes to absorb the intricacy in the carefully assembled objects, you know that this is no ordinary show. New York based artist Samanta Batra Mehta brings together a ...Read More
This piece is specifically being written for readers who have travelled with Unboxed Writers from the time we did the first story on Kunal Karan Kapoor. And who still mention it in their messages to us. This was when Na Bole ...Read More
And here is why I will never see Aashiqui 2. Because the first one stood for something unrepeatable though it began as a less than integrated attempt to cash on the Nadeem Shravan music bank with T-Series. Yes, we know ...Read More
Dawn knocked on the door, bedecked in nine yards, vermillion and carrying an aluminium milk can. Kanku was her name. No morning was complete without the swirling of her rotund hips and middle, as she set her can on the ...Read More
We all love to read stories or hear stories or sometimes weave stories. Neil Gaiman once said, “Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was ...Read More
The thing about the past is that it never comes back and yet never really leaves. Shamshad Begum for instance is not just a Wikipedia note with a birthday and a death day. She is a memory for those of ...Read More
“The Indian Railway’s Second AC has lost its elitist air,” Harshal told himself irritably.
Elbowing his way into his assigned seat, he glared at the passengers already settled in. They wore that shifty eyed look of proprietary, typical of wait-listed Indians. He rolled his ...Read More
What the remakes of old classic films like Chashme Baddoor miss out on is an ingredient called innocence because you can't ever recapture what is lost. Or fake the sense of wonder conveyed by Farooque Sheikh and Dipti Naval on ...Read More
I woke up yet again and looked at the alarm clock. I had set the alarm for six o'clock in the morning like I always did and there was still half an hour before the alarm would start ringing; but ...Read More
On the day of her Shradh, everything is normal. The maids come and go, people go to work, children go to school, the trains and the buses struggle to run on time; the sun rises, it will rise to its ...Read More
