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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It is almost dusk and the sun looks like a luminous paper lantern hanging in a distant balcony. The sky’s canvas is slowly getting transformed into an abstract medley of red and orange strokes. On the earth below, in a corner of Nehru Park where Bhakti Utsav took off last evening, a different magic is happening. The Manganiar singers – […]
We live in troubled times. We gasp in horror at the scams and scoundrels who surface every now and then, begin to voice our hopes when people like Anna Hazare talk of reform and wait for another round of media blitzkrieg to unite us emotionally – even if it is the next Indo-Pak cricket face […]
This April, Nazia Hassan would have been 46 years old and I am suddenly wistful for a wonderful summer in Dalhousie when I first heard her sing. It was around 1981 and my nani, addicted to Pakistani soaps like Ankahi had really no patience for Doordarshan but even she had to sit and watch when a Pakistani teenager, wearing […]