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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And we crawl under The blanket of moonlit stars Silence our white noise Reading the books of our thoughts Satisfied; switch off our eyes ** Prateek Maheshwari (phatwiremarakeesh.wordpress.com) is based out of Mumbai, works full-time (overtime!) in finance and is an engineer by education. Writing is his passion.
I liked the feelings you evoked In a heart kept cold Lest it warmed up enough To be sliced in two. But the warmth was worth it The thawing was bliss The magic of love flowed To a place where it was sorely missed And the feelings you let me Gather up in my treasure […]
Welcome to this week’s atrocity Warhol guess what in the 21st century we are all devastated for 15 minutes ballard this exhibition defies your wildest imagining lone wolves and monolithic states at war and the battlefield the bodies of all the rest of us welcome to new atrocity same as the old atrocity Pic courtesy: […]
Duckback raincoat Bata shoes Camel ink Hero pen Nataraj pencils I’ve reached a point Where lists of things Once familiar Comfort me But I don’t believe things are worse The world Was always burning The skies Were always red And the end Was always near Near enough to smell The burning Of time But with […]
Here I am, just floating, not knowing, where to go anymore. Is that bad? I’m just sitting here contemplating the clouds the wind rustling the leaves the sun embracing all things I’m here and not here at the same time I hold only this instant not knowing what comes next and I don’t care. The […]
Oh Internet, Grant me your presence today. Grant me some of your bandwidth To watch this video play. Grant me the decency To answer my mail. Grant me the honour Of your efficiency Like you grant it to those living In the big city down there. Grant me these 2 mb I daren’t ask for […]
I sit and watch As the sun goes down into the purple horizon And the eye-lids grow heavy with the weight of years. I strain my eyes, and see… swarming tiny hands From another time-zone Tapping on the window-pane, With umpteen questions Lurking on the finger-tips Seeking to take Stock of my life… What I did […]
For the uninitiated, Sanil Sachar is a 23- year- old author from Delhi, whose first book Summer Promises and Other Poems was published in 2013. He started writing during his time in England, where he completed his high school and graduation. He is an avid footballer apart from being a writer who aspires to inspire and lives […]
The room was dark and empty and so were we, Reflecting our thoughts was a mirror in between, Of what we know about each other and what we see, Images vanished, casting away shadows to be seen. He is nothing but a false manifestation I believe, “Is it me or […]
When the kitchen is not just a place for opening cans or tearing the tops of boxes, it offers the thrill of creation which is shared with poets and sculptors painters and musicians when one is inspired to cook a new dish. This is the essential spirit of Kitchen Poems… an experience, an exploration of […]
If no one ignites my inner light, how am I supposed to know if I shine? You could say I shine by myself, but what if a spark needs to be ignited? A fire can’t always burst into flames by itself, it’s brought to life. Like you did. With me. And like fire, you can extinguish me, […]
What is a heartbreak if not a long and rocky path, with no visible end? You have to walk through pain, rain, cold and drought, wearing the same squeaky shoes, and a heart tirelessly screaming of pain, on this long and endless road. You see the little things and the overwhelming things. You see […]