Before I plunge headlong in this piece..a few questions.. What was Angelina Jolie’s leg doing on the Oscar stage? What? What? What ? Did it mistake the podium for the set of a Mr and Mrs Smith sequel ? Was it trying to distract attention from her emaciated arms? And that husk? Inexplicable. I almost […]
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Author: Reema Moudgil
On Reading And Writing
I always wonder why writers write. Is it a calling? A compulsive need? An ego driven exercise to say, “I want you to see what I see?” I always wonder if writing is a conscious choice. A technique that you should master by reading a lot, becoming more and more aware of the manner in […]
Of Drum Rolls And Resonance
A friend watching a film at home with me said something pertinent the other day. There was a time when actors just acted. They were expected to be just actors. They did not hawk their films by dancing at reality shows. The same holds true for writing. Marketing a book was not something authors did. […]
Claim Your Story
A few years back, I attended a writing workshop and it boggled my mind that post my first novel, am actually supposed to say something worthwhile to writers who want to be published. Most of time, it is an awkward exercise to say something meaningful because many people believe that a byline or a published […]
Love Stories: Brokeback Mountain
Surrounded by the eternal sunshine sold over the counters this time of the year, I often remember a few writers, film makers, song writers who tapped into the deep, dark, swirling complexity of human relationships and showed us stuff that does not come wrapped in golden paper with a bow on top. One of the […]
A Rose For The Moral Sainik
A journalist friend says she feels murderous, well almost, when she receives press releases around Valentine’s Day with the opening pitch,”Its that time of the year again!” And am sure if the PR companies could afford it, the invites to various pink champagne events would come with heart shaped cakes, a cupid blowing kisses and […]
Tepid Warmth
So faint strains of Along Came Polly and possibly Forces Of Nature and the memory of Salman Khan’s “Shit, I love her” from Hum Aapke Hain Kaun and SRK’s jubilant cry of Koi Mil Gaya (A Karan Johar film without a Kuch Kuch Hota Hai reference? Unlikely!) and a lot of slickly packaged moments turn Ek Main Aur Ekk Tu into a […]
Five Grains of Sugar
Note: This is a press release and not an article and the author’s name is to only indicate who has uploaded it. Play: Five Grains of Sugar Written by Manav Kaul Directed by Nimi Ravindran Translated by : Arshia Sattar. Lighting Design: Sujay Saple Sound: Bharavi. Original Music: Sandeep Vasishta Date: 7th and 8th February 2012 […]
Václav Havel In Town
Note: This is a press release, not an article and the name of the author is only to indicate who uploaded it. rafiki, the Bangalore based theatre group, is doing a run of The Memorandum, as a tribute to playwright Václav Havel. The three shows will play at Ranga Shankara on January 31st, February 1st and 2nd […]
The Fiery New Agneepath
There is an unavenged little boy in Karan Johar. A son who saw his naively golden-hearted father not getting his due in an industry driven by merciless opportunism so it is apt that Johar should pick a Father India metaphor to replay and remake in the memory of Yash Johar. Karan Malhotra’s Agneepath tries to avenge […]
A Musical Biography
Note-This is a press release and not an article and the name of the author is only to indicate who uploaded it. Author Vikram Sampath’s latest ( and third) book – ‘Voice of the Veena: S Balachander, a biography’ is the official biography of the renowned Veena Maestro Padmabhushan S Balachander and will be launched in Bangalore […]
Who’s Afraid Of Rushdie?
Who is afraid of Salman Rushdie? The fundmentalists? Politicians playing minority politics? Ordinary readers and writers who just want to read and write without any threat to their life and limb at the Jaipur Literary Festival? Alright so, it is absolutely safe for a cop in a police station in Punjab to beat a woman to pulp but not safe for authors to […]