Monthly Archives: August 2009

Poem: Sitting in a Theatre

Sitting in a theatre, mostly empty. Perhaps this is how I like films. From the front row. The screen eating me. No commentary. But not silent. Exactly how life should be perhaps. Front row, clean, with space. But not empty … Continue reading


Filed under Photographs, Poetry and Fiction

Film: Kaminey

I haven’t felt like this after watching a film in a long time. Actually, there are a few films in the last two years that have really made me happy – Manorma – Six Feet Under, Gulaal, Dev D, Oye … Continue reading


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Poem: A Holy River

At the holy river, by the ghats, Mother sheds her usual shame. She wears her black petticoat. Her numerous sins. And little else. The little one is asked to join. For even at six, one has aleady – stolen, lied, … Continue reading


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Media and women

While I appreciate the sentiments in this post, I am troubled by the perceived black and whites. She writes for instance – A very recent example would be an Indian website called Savita Bhabhi where a middle aged Indian housewife … Continue reading


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Film: Love Aaj Kal

I had such high hopes of Love Aaj Kal. Despite knowing that Deepika Padukone can’t act. I mean if Farah could get her to emote, anything can happen. And this is Imtiaz Ali. Of Jab We Met. And even better, … Continue reading


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Cricket, poems and wickets

I’d stopped following cricket during the madness that followed the match fixing scandal. But somewhere over the last few years – I’ve been drawn back to the game. I can’t help but root for England in the Ashes. As such … Continue reading


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