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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I am envious of happy people. Before you judge, it’s not that I want them to suffer, nor do I wish that troubles afflict their lives.. I am just uncomfortable with happiness, I cannot be completely happy without the thought, ‘What if something goes wrong?’ And I think I can partly put the blame on the superstition which goes, ‘If you experience great […]
Life is shrinking every day. Each day death defeats life and conquers the span life claims it to be hers. This is a movement. Call it living or dying. It is not a war but we may make one of it. By complaining, by cribbing, by pushing too hard against life, by being adamant […]
Sorrow can be solid; you can feel it thumping, knocking the air out of your lungs, rendering you incapable of drawing breath, air inches away but so still, you cannot suck it in. A thousand thoughts rush through your brain and rush into your veins, pushing your blood harder and harder until you feel that […]