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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According to Dr Edward T Hall, spaces between people can be categorized in four basic zones according to the distance maintained between them. They are intimate distance, personal distance, social distance and public distance. Intimate distance is when people are really close to each other (mostly with children and deeply loved ones) and then the […]
Aah, chocolate cream biscuits. In those days, they were wrapped in glossy violet packets bearing a typical image of a half-eaten biscuit with mouthwatering chocolate oozing out of it. Simply delicious! I was in 4th Standard and the shortest kid in the class. But that didn’t stop me from desperately falling in love with Ann. […]
Fresh apricots are neatly stacked over the yak hair blankets, to be dried under the scorching sun. While sipping the renowned salty butter tea (said to be an acquired taste) we watch the village fields down in the valley, coiled like a green snake between the rugged mountains. The silence is sometimes broken by the […]