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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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 […]
Madness…poise heedlessness..choice silence…noise wonderment..belief suffering..relief abandon in patterns fireflies in empty lanterns movement.. stillness stillness..movement Me..You You.. me The quest for more. For less. Flows. And Ebbs.
On her birthday today, I remember ‘Alone’, a poem by Maya Angelou. A poem that recounts a moment in all our lives when we lie awake at night with a soul niggle that asks, “How to find my soul a home..where water is not thirsty and bread loaf is not stone?” And then comes the […]
Love’s in the air All around you, Encompassing you Body and soul! It’s there in the music Of rustling leaves Chirping birds Song of the waterfalls, Whimpering of the sleeping child; It looks the other way, When you seek it, Only to sneak in the heart unnoticed To seep into each pore of […]
It’s not love but the story we fall for the story we seek in the mundane, the ordinary, the predictable we look for signs for stars in dust for songs to come alive for messengers to arrive from distant lands bringing gifts of hope, faith and trust of answers to questions dragging their feet […]
Let your voice for once, listen to your feelings, For words and tears wait for none, Let those eyes be as silent, Else they might voice your bitter heart Yes I remember those sleepless nights, And those lamps, lit with your memories, the black crisp petals are still fresh, I can still smell the […]
The needle point of pain is fire and ice it’s the knowing and the not knowing the near and the far presence and absence the found and the lost A pain both old and young that knows how to smile at itself and be petulant. It is home in the cozy grooves of the heart. […]
Drip faster, dip down low, Let the sun rise and fall as the diamonds glow Beautiful rays, gleaming soft Beneath the light of everything you’ve lost. Symbols of what you’re leaving behind, Moving on, trying to keep up with The pace. Let it go, let them all fade, They’re hurled back at you, Slipping through […]
The clamour of footsteps and raindrops. Buzzing television sets and distant prayer calls. Brain teeming over with emotion; A break – a pause – mind on holiday. Numbness. Car engines sound like guitar strings scratching against chipped nails. But softer – calmer – now they purr like kittens… Red, green, blue – quietly […]
If only I could… Rewind the track of my life, To go back in childhood, To roll in mud; Hide under beds; To play in the street light; To be dragged home by the ear! ** If only I could… Scramble through The recycle bin of time To rummage for my friends Long […]
Life’s sitemap A step-by-step journey; Etched clear and loud, On the clean black-board; Dreams and aspirations – Running after Love…Happiness; ** A yearning for being perfect; Living life by the book; Making everyone happy! ..Utopian thoughts! ** When did I … During this journey Allow others To take control; To over-write their dreams on […]
Purple skies of a moonlit night, Dance of the feral winds, a holy rite. Damp dews and floral ablutions, Music of silence, deep contemplations. A Rising glow..awakening dawn, In the womb of the blue light, are perceptions reborn. Songs of birds at the advent of time, Soulful melodies and silly rhymes. cold breeze, the warmth […]