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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Take me back where dreaming was the only goal Life wasn’t a race… Playing, the only chore Everyone had one face Noise was just the waves ebbing No rules applied to choices Freedom spanned like the sky Peace was a meadow Little was enough for you and me Take me back To the perfect […]
Hard to tell if memory inhabits me or I inhabit memories ** of magazines lining my mothers tin trunks smelling of the 70s and recipes of apple fritters songs on radio a window seat that opened to dreamscapes painting themselves in my head life that went on flowing unabated through everything .. memories of homes […]
It’s fantastic, this urge for Food, drink, love, sex, music All brought on by sheets of moisture, drops of rain Silly yearning, unknown pain Wet leaves, trembling trees Globes of water, suspended On the tips of foliage And those drunken roofs! It’s time to head into Nature It’s time for that cup of tea. […]
Old, forgotten tales of love Woven by lowered eyes Few of which you understand Glances and gentle sighs.Not destined to receive, The love you hanker for, That act demands largesse And pain worth dying for.Those lips may never touch And fingers never weave, Nights not turn to evenings And hearts never heave. But nothing less […]
Undo each moment till the closure. The memory of his hand in yours. Undo every memory you shaped. Every dream in your mind that you taped. Undo the ‘I will be here forever’ Because there is no everafter. Undo the want to be his. The need to make him yours. Togetherness. And its cause. Undo […]
I want to listen… To the sound of fireworks To the sound of nervous breaths To the sound of hearts beating To the sound of lips kissing. To happy smiles To the tears that over-whelm To joyous thoughts To naïve excitement. To the chirping birds To the flowing river To the whooshing wind To the silent […]
In your silence I died a million deaths. So many questions and fears came rushing to my mind! Did I do too little.. or too much, Did I say too little… or too much, Did I share too little… or too much, Is it because I didn’t hold your hand, even though I wanted to… […]
He keeps himself busy. So he doesn’t have the time to keep checking the calendar. He has refused himself the pleasure of counting the hours since she left but he cannot seem to ignore days. He knows it’s a Monday on a work heavy day, a Friday when work closes sooner than usual and so […]
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 […]
The shore whispers to the sea… What are your waves struggling to tell me? The sea is speechless… numb with a haunting silence… The waves unable to let the shore know, the bliss of every caress…every touch, The sheer contentment is in the ‘knowing’… nothing can part the sea from the shore…. An eternal Yes! Forever bliss.. to feel the […]
You walk ahead of me. And I keep pace with you when I can. Often, I lose sight of you. Suddenly…when I look down at a pebble I trip on, if I look at one of the sights that lie around me, if I stop for a moment to catch my breath. And you […]
This is what she had wanted. With a maddening urgency and desperation, like thirst for water after a long spell of draught. So what if the rains came four months ago, and had drenched her. With moisture soaking into clothes, bones, walls, books, roofs. So what…she still wanted it to rain and rain and drench […]