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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Yesterday, my doctor had advised me that I should not be at my computer for too long as it will only aggravate my cervical spondylitis. It was not something I could take lightly. The pain in my neck was indeed excruciating. However, my fingers kept itching all day to write. Restless and irritable, the entire […]
It’s 3.41:am and I am awakened by a gory nightmare. My sister’s foot is being ripped off by an overgrown beast. As if that were not enough, another beast joins in to feast on the severed limb as I struggle to pull her off to safety. But we are outnumbered. My body freezes at […]
“Mama, I am not coming home.” Irma felt her life being sucked out of her. This was not what she had expected. Just a week ago he had promised to come back and stay with her. Ever since he had given her that hope, she was beside herself, happily planning everything. Rearranging his closets, planning to […]
I call myself a writer But do I have a right to? With words broken, thoughts unspoken, buried deep inside of me? And every word beaten back a thousand times.. then picks itself up; wounded, cursed and struggles to earn me a living… Every comma, ellipsis, verb, adjective sentenced to death, like me. My thoughts shackled to someone’s whim.. My pen screaming […]
Ever since I saw Raj Kapoor and Nargis in the song, Pyar Hua Ikraar Hua, my idea of monsoon romance was sealed; a single umbrella with me hanging onto a love that could have very well been my Siamese soul. But that was a long time ago. As time passed by, along with shedding all […]
One balmy afternoon, I built a house with cloth and bamboo shoots. walls splashed with yellow and brown roses. Egyptian cotton, I still remember! Soft and warm I curled in them. Empty utensils bubbling with joy, on a fire stoked by my dreams. A cabbage patch wrapped around me, My doors open for all to […]
Was sitting at my window this morning, puffing away broodingly. My nose numb even to the smell of cigarettes suddenly reacts to the whiff of some delicious chapattis. Nothing can beat the smell of something hot and comforting on a wet rainy day. Childhood memories danced in front of my eyes. The lilac colored window of a […]
I am lost in my own being Knotted, twisted, reeled in, I see a being unrecognisable staring at me from space. A wanderer, longing to reunite with what was once her soul. Love demands from you everything you can’t give. It pokes fun at you, flogs you, and then bleeds you to death. I have […]
We do not fear dying; we fear being forgotten. That’s why we have death anniversaries, barsis and shraadhs . That’s why we have graveyards longing for someone to stop by. That’s why we have urns on ledges and frames gracing our walls. But I don’t want to be those bones lying in wait. I want you to show me how […]