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 lights of a distant town twinkle . Stars dot the skies like diamonds on a velvet cloak. Crickets chirp a chorus. A gentle breeze flows through the undulating countryside. Night has fallen on my world as of now. Enveloping me in its comforting embrace. I love the night. The silence The solitude The comfort […]
10 PM. Our day has just started. Things don’t look too cheerful; there is a dingy slum, right before our eyes. The street light has a habit of illuminating all the things you don’t want to see, like a child defecating on the kaccha pavement. The auto passes leaving us in the throes of black […]
The pillow is moist where a stream has travelled through the terrains of her face. The memory of a dream slips away in the rugged remains of time. This night is over yet another day seems millions of years away. Deepti Trivedi has a Post Graduate Diploma in Film and Video Communication (2001-05) from National Institute […]
I’ve got windows in my ceiling they can’t see the sky Mere shadowed projections thrown by headlights passing by The pendulum sways the old clock’s alive Hush… listen to the breath of the seconds passing by The fan keeps a churning humming to the ghosts The crickets are composing an ode to sweet repose Moonlight […]