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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My mom’s radio used to be tucked into a small corner of the kitchen, where it sat in the midst of the fruits basket and the bamboo plants. It was a small thing, seemingly useless and archaic. It operated using a small dial that would always be tuned in to the same number and had […]
BREAK: When I was six, I broke a vase. It was a typical childhood mistake –a turn taken too suddenly around too sharp a corner into too fragile an object. When my parents heard the crash, they ran over to find me sitting amidst the pieces trying to put them back together. They took my […]
I don’t think in images. When I close my eyes, I see faceless people composed entirely of words and emotion dressed in sentences and punctuation. Story-less phrases flit across my eyelids, there one moment and forgotten the next. Feelings sit in boxes in the corner of my mind, fermenting, until they are more concentrated than […]
We were walking down the streets of the busiest city this side of the Atlantic. There was paper everywhere – in the windows of old, battered-down bookshops and on the unbalanced tables of the street vendors selling novels in languages that were foreign to my ears. There were flyers about missing dogs and moving sales […]
There was a quote in my father’ medical book that I don’t quite remember anymore. I remember faintly that under the pretty, pretty picture I painted for him on the front page of the book, there had been words that spoke about caring for children. That in the reflection of my father’s glasses as he […]
Stars: One of the greatest revelations of my childhood was that the stars never truly disappear. They burn just as brightly at noon as they do at midnight. Just no one sees them until the sun sets. When the last vestiges of red sink into the high-rise buildings, the stars come out and we find them as though […]
A red blur flashed around her, a grin barely visible beneath the sparkle of the jewels. Another blur, green this time, and some purple. She ran through the crowd, head whipping around rapidly, looking for one specific blur. His blur. Faces leered at her from behind vibrant masks. The bright lights did nothing to ease […]
The first hit came unexpectedly, as though a shock of lightning had coursed through me. The second tore skin, letting rain from above pierce my bloodstream and flood my body. The third was faster and sickeningly loud when flesh and bone and brick and rain clanged through the night. The grass is green and the […]
To whom it may concern.. And to whomever it may not. There was a nest outside my window above a flower pot. And in this nest, there was a .. proud and happy sparrow. Who preened and sang and flew but its song seemed slightly hollow. And then one day another came.. With a branch clasped […]