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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A story is just that a story.. That story you dwell in? It is just a shell of words Shielding you not from pain but life You live that story and soon it begins to live you pausing the flow of ‘yes’ stopping you where it stopped Today..let the story go and begin yourself anew.
Happiness is self contained complete in its enclosed joy Complete enough to exist in a rainbow tinted bubble unaware of the next moment it seeks nothing more than the right to be and to live the moment that is neither the past nor the future but what is unarguably indivisibly the perfection of NOW.
King of the concrete jungle, almost Juan-like in his persistence but hung heavy Amidst the smog of life. Awaiting a momentary escape to a long gone image of the green, green grass of leisure And the time to peer through fluffy clouds of mountain skies. Embroiled in the heated wars, Raging bigger and more frightful […]
“I’m glad you have no sorrows. That your life is like a rose in bloom. That your laugh flies up to meet your eyes And your lips curve upwards. Contrasting gently with my mellow mood, As I carry my burdens around with me in the pockets of my soul.” ** Rhea Dhanbhoora has been […]
Hard to tell if memory inhabits me or I inhabit memories ** of magazines lining my mothers tin trunks smelling of the 70s and recipes of apple fritters songs on radio a window seat that opened to dreamscapes painting themselves in my head life that went on flowing unabated through everything .. memories of homes […]
Soft soft was her advent today Her touch so gentle, almost Apologetic. She smiled through The sun’s rays, lifting curtains Quietly. The lingering spray, Cleared up the mental mist Of confusion and tiredness. I danced to work – the last Few Days are yet to be lived In this unexplored person’s Skin – scenes […]
Why is fear gnawing again On the tender extremities On aching feet that survey Each new beginning? Do these paths lead somewhere Or are they just scratches Self-inflicted, on dreams That had turned to ashes long ago? Drooping branches dangle Flexing damp fingers Glowing in the first light Of a wetly-web-like dawn Birds shelter in […]
Traffic..like a pack of cards… shuffling shuffling.. endlessly.. all hands dealt on a table of floating brown debris. ** Mona Ambegaonkar accidentally strayed into the entertainment industry and has been a model, editor, documentary producer and director, writer and award winning actor in theatre, TV and films. She is now working towards writing […]
And the heavens gush forth Roughly peeling away the Encrusted filth which Flows now, not in the Covered gutters but along paths that were supposed To take us to desired destinations. ** Mona Ambegaonkar accidentally strayed into the entertainment industry and has been a model, editor, documentary producer and director, writer and award winning actor […]
It’s fantastic, this urge for Food, drink, love, sex, music All brought on by sheets of moisture, drops of rain Silly yearning, unknown pain Wet leaves, trembling trees Globes of water, suspended On the tips of foliage And those drunken roofs! It’s time to head into Nature It’s time for that cup of tea. […]
Fear is the outer layer that sheath we cower under hiding our scars living half lives afraid of anything that comes too close.. sunlight thorns rain laughter pain ** Afraid, we will lose our way if we let go of all that we know and recognise and cling to ** We watch life through half-shut […]
Time’s overreaching as life murmurs to a close, A dialogue left incomplete before the season’s changed, Forced shut before the year drew out. Stripped of age and run dry of an era, An element of emptiness dripping down On those left behind. And the firmament sends waves like whispers up To fill your open […]