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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It is hard to deny that the most beautiful season has finally come with its inevitable fall of leaves, chill in the air, and a sense of impending renewal. How delightful it is to relax as you hug a favourite blanket, and, of course, drink hot chocolate or spicy tea as the season ambles by. It doesn’t matter who […]
Purple skies of a moonlit night, Dance of the feral winds, a holy rite. Damp dews and floral ablutions, Music of silence, deep contemplations. A Rising glow..awakening dawn, In the womb of the blue light, are perceptions reborn. Songs of birds at the advent of time, Soulful melodies and silly rhymes. cold breeze, the warmth […]
It is not dice, its my life. Just can’t play autumn and scatter my little self. Who will gather me back in my bag of life? Time rushes, gushes and changes. Balm the wounds, bandage the pain. While the world thunders on, catch the silence of soul, steal a few hours from the clock and […]