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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I pride myself in being an extrovert. But the last two years in Kuwait, have made me recoil a little bit. I keep to myself, I have really started enjoying hanging out by myself. I accord myself the joy of becoming a more independent, self-sufficiently happy person. But then somewhere in the corner of my […]
In Kuwait: I am an Indian. In India: I am from Kuwait. In my hometown: I am a Mumbaite. In Mumbai: My native place is Rajasthan. I am not white. I am not black. Apparently I am brown. Or Light Black. Maybe even Dark White! In India: I have a Kuwaiti accent. In Kuwait: The […]
One morning I walked into a National Park. I could see a small fragile flower behind a rock, shy but curious and trying to peep from her hiding place. I hesitantly went towards her and sat next to her. After quite some time I asked her if she wanted to say something. She collected herself and said […]
Oh..How I long for… Blinding Darkness… Emptiness…Nothingness… No thoughts…No memories… No pain… No regrets… Let it be all over… Oh.. How I long to Walk … walk… and walk Through towns, cities, hills and deserts… Regions all new, unidentifiable, Unknown and strange! Let unfamiliarity encompass me Bury me in itself! My very identity… defined […]
When crimes against women increasingly make shocking headlines and figures citing how different crimes against them are rising all the time, one explanation most readily given is that it is a time of transition, or even confusion. India, we hear, is a modernizing, young nation though large sections remain conservative, patriarchal, reluctant to change. And […]
There are several noises in her head. Years ago, they used to disturb her. The sound of mankind in turmoil. The painful grunts of voices that were never sure. The panting arguments of minds that had heard themselves over and over again too often . Not any more, though. There was no need to justify […]
Imagination is for things That are not. Either just not there Or were had and lost. So fantasy or pain of loss. Tolkiens have exclusive rights To the former While mine is a larger group Called the romantics. Membership demands are Very democratic. All you need are problems Of personality and Some masochism: no proof […]