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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The darkness that we had all been waiting for, fell suddenly. With it came an uneasy calm. The pink and orange hues of the setting sun were no longer reflecting off the fast flowing waters of the Ganga, or Maa Ganga as they call her up in the hills. With its daytime sparkle gone; the […]
I lost my lover….. but love renews itself and surges forever in my heart .. somehow… No vows …. but I still feel committed somehow… I lost my tears …. but still I cry.. don’t know how… I exist…yet I feel a part of me is lost in you somehow.. My soul knows you […]
One of the perks of aging was that I could give up my looks as a lost cause and save a lot of time and money that would be spent primping in front of the mirror. The hair-style, style of clothes and so forth, that suit me are now practically set in stone and […]
This poem was written by the author to express his outrage at the way a leopard was burned alive recently. If you would like to bring the perpetrators to justice…sign the petition below.. http://www.greenpeacex.in/petitions/leopard-burned-alive-in-uttarkhand-india-please-do-something hardly a day goes by and you are already a symbol a symbol of flickering outrage in front of a […]
I am envious of happy people. Before you judge, it’s not that I want them to suffer, nor do I wish that troubles afflict their lives.. I am just uncomfortable with happiness, I cannot be completely happy without the thought, ‘What if something goes wrong?’ And I think I can partly put the blame on the superstition which goes, ‘If you experience great […]
Every one has their own equation with religion, some take it very seriously, some don’t, some have questions but keep it to themselves, some question it. I don’t know exactly which category I belong to, do I believe in God? Yes, I do. Do I have doubts about certain practices adopted by my religion ? […]
An overcast afternoon and the paper lamps in Ranga Shankara cafe glowed and swayed in the breeze. Friends, colleagues and members of author, playwright, mentor, poet Vijay Nair’s extended family slowly filled up the empty spaces and occupied the benches, chairs and even the steps leading to the cafe. The event organised by theatre […]
Sometimes… You want to be the part of the celebrations but you end up being a silent spectator on the other side of the window. You feel like hugging someone and saying,’thank you’ but instead you end up staying two steps away. You feel like jumping in the rain but you end up blanketing your […]
Journeys are beautiful. Calming, subtle, silently running along like a film on your window frame. Different scenes painting the road side, living for a short while and before you realize..gone. You sit back, listen to your favourite songs and watch out for what life portrays next. A guitar strum, a hidden harmony, and the vivid […]
And he is gone again, with a promise of returning next year. Traces of him will remain in the soil of our garden and in the potted plants in my window for ever. My little grey God of clay. A guest on my side-board for day-before and yesterday. The lights were twinkling through the night […]
A fear lurks At the back of my mind What if…. What if…. our prayers crash against the stone-dead walls. and come back unheard? What then…. Another Nirbhaya? Another outcry? To wake up the corpse of This system? Let’s hope not…. Let’s hope…… They have felt our pain They have felt her pain in their heart.. […]
Life is shrinking every day. Each day death defeats life and conquers the span life claims it to be hers. This is a movement. Call it living or dying. It is not a war but we may make one of it. By complaining, by cribbing, by pushing too hard against life, by being adamant […]