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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Old, forgotten tales of love Woven by lowered eyes Few of which you understand Glances and gentle sighs.Not destined to receive, The love you hanker for, That act demands largesse And pain worth dying for.Those lips may never touch And fingers never weave, Nights not turn to evenings And hearts never heave. But nothing less […]
When hope leaves you Like a drop sliding on a leaf, Like a bubble bursting anon; When fear of loss, Stalks you forever and ever; When in the sunshine of hope, Despair follows you Like your own shadow; When time creates furrows on the skin And cracks in relationships; Then…. Even the pen […]
That dark swirling path That goes on chasing its tail that takes you back to where you began what would it say if it could speak? It would say.. It’s not the path it’s you you need to find something new.. you..maybe? *** Reema Moudgil has been writing for magazines and newspapers on […]
In search of the subtle The gross is lost So is the prose, in the search of poetry Trudging up the hill The mountain breeze heals the mind The soul yearns for the peak The body..for earth.. In search of the miraculous The mundane is lost So is the form, in the search of essence […]
Undo each moment till the closure. The memory of his hand in yours. Undo every memory you shaped. Every dream in your mind that you taped. Undo the ‘I will be here forever’ Because there is no everafter. Undo the want to be his. The need to make him yours. Togetherness. And its cause. Undo […]
In the beginning there was the jungle with dark trees grinding the earth with their vengeful roots and sudden fires that even when they were too spent to rage hissed vengefully from ashes. Then a path broke free of the tangled fear and pain and found itself and the light. ** Then there […]
It is just this nebulous, breathy, wispy thought no, not even a thought for thought has contours and edges and a pulse.. this is not even that.. just smoke of Ghalib’s aah Maybe something even more undefined just the beginning of a thought too afraid to know itself or to take a deep breath and say,”I […]
Nothing speaks to me more than a pine tree and its misty breath and a sunflower and its fresh scrubbed face of hope and that moment in time when the evening is a pale rose with its petals around everything even the thought that it is not enough and the thought that maybe it […]
Let me start off by stating that it is through JP Das’ writings and narrations I have known and grasped the different aspects of Orissa’s history, traditions and its people. His writings remain focussed on the ground realities .And he is one of those bureaucrats who have had the grit to take premature retirement from the […]
Sometimes I think about the life I’m living I seem to take more than I’m giving More vengeful than forgiving More reluctant than willing Cynical without believing Need to start emptying the bad So the goodness can start filling The opposite of death is not life but birth, And we make that journey to figure […]
I want to listen… To the sound of fireworks To the sound of nervous breaths To the sound of hearts beating To the sound of lips kissing. To happy smiles To the tears that over-whelm To joyous thoughts To naïve excitement. To the chirping birds To the flowing river To the whooshing wind To the silent […]
Who do I trust, which heart should I pry? Who should I call, when my lips tremble dry? Who should I trust with the saddest day of my life? Who would be by my side, when life is the edge of a knife? Who should hold me with strength ? Who should walk along […]