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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Your voice is clear, You wish I would change. You wish I would hear, And not find it strange. I hear my voice, Climbing in defence, I wish I wouldn’t lie And drop my pretense. I wish you would say What you felt underneath, While I wish I could hear What you hide beneath. Tell […]
I didn’t climb a mountain I didn’t climb a tree but I feel a lot better I feel free we didn’t talk of troubles we didn’t go on a shopping spree but I feel lighter I feel free bring on the worries bring on the woes I am ready for the battle today three months down the lane, who knows […]
Many many decades ago as a young girl in a small town, I remember reading a cover story on film maker, artist and writer Imtiaz Dharker with growing admiration. She was someone who had battled great odds to acquire personal and creative freedom. I wanted to grow up to be like her. A few years later, […]
That love you are Looking for, Perfect and glorious, A man, a woman To justify your existence, Isn’t coming, and if they do, There is no guarantee That they will remain Who they are now, Perfect and glorious After they meet you. It’s not saying anything At all About who you are. But love is […]
Your tears have dried up Against your cheeks, Leaving crusted-over, salty pathways, Like oceans gone dry And you have cried well into the night For a now that no longer exists Now. The lines fall out of your palms, Now, As you fly into this perfect moment, Did you know, Everything is possible And in […]
Can I be like you? You, who has lived and never learnt, To feel the bitterness That life has to offer… Can I be like you, little girl The one who has been cheated But still bears no grouse And is willing to give it one more try? Can I be like you? You … […]
Sometimes I think of those people, who touched my life briefly and vanished when a current triggers a buried memory when a word, a song brings forth a face when I am traveling and have nothing to read I think of them and wonder where they are today and why we fell out of touch. […]
Sliding up the escalator They fell in love. In the food court they confessed it. A movie snipped the distances between. A little shopping cemented their bond. In a glittering trinket shop .. They exchanged rings. And merrily loitered through the mall alleys And plch! And met their forbidden past. The lovers they once loved. […]
‘I’ …..They say, Never stoops down to ‘i’, But no one can tell you How come, and why The stiff-necked ostrich, The self-styled king Forever looks down upon, Each of its fellow-being Saddam, Hitler, Mussolini, Leaders of the creed, They all swear allegiance To a tribe, this ‘I’ does breed. I wonder who the scholar, […]
I board the train to enchanting Churchgate home to history and millions who juggle the distance between heaven and earth. But I alight one station before for no real reason one might argue, but to walk… Walk past the boulder studded wall that embraces the sea and looks at the sun in the eye, like […]
I poked the anthill with my finger, Brown little ruins of a brown little town, And then teeming life, armies of glittering black, Old wars won, old wars lost. Tiny marching feet, tiny dunes of dust, And I thought teeming life came pouring out, Just to meet me. That I’d searched for mountains and found […]
A-walking, a-humming, The road stretches on, Your twenty-dollar bill, Crumbling in your fingers, Whistling a concerto, You heard long ago, Playing in a dream, Or playing in your head, How does it matter When you won’t ever be dead? Down to your last penny, And you throw it away On a man who says He […]