She once said about poetry, “It’s like a message thrown into the ether, isn’t it? You hope it won’t be lost or broken. You hope it will reach someone who receives it with patience and gentleness." Anindita Sengupta is a careful poet, someone whose words never
Like many others, I have often felt that novels don’t really translate into good movies. Not always, anyway. We get the occasional jaw-droppers like the Lord of the Rings trilogy or The Silence of the Lambs where the movie version may surpass the original source material. There are some
I went for my first political rally this year in Noida, and the first thing that struck me was that most people present didn't know what Rahul Gandhi really looked like. Don't get me wrong, they had all seen him. Being one of the Gandhis in
Stories sometimes come to us in pieces, right? Without a beginning and an end, and suspended frustratingly in limbo between idea and realisation. Perhaps the reality is that only segments of stories are ours to tell, that the gaps must be filled by others. Even a complete novel is just
When you first come across a young girl begging for money in an underground station and contemplating suicide, your mind might travel at lightning speed to judge her as a junkie or a pregnant crack whore. Not much is thought about what else might lead a young girl---horribly young, if
There is a point during 'Confession', the seventh song on Sulk Station’s debut album Till You Appear, just before Rahul Giri’s dark flurry of beastly beats kick up in a seething drone, where Tanvi Rao’s tantalising voice stretches for the most ethereal of extra half-seconds.
I am not a 'senti' person. I don’t cry at movies. When I have friends sobbing, I pat them. Awkwardly. Once, when I was five, I watched a chicken being killed. Without flinching. So, when I went to buy mutton at the local mutton shop last week,
Screeching to a halt, I hopped out of my school bus merrily onto a footpath laced with shadows. "Aai Maaaa," my caretaker, Shanoo Didi, screamed. Wearing a frown, I dropped my backpack on the footpath and marched snootily in the direction of my respite. The Lovely Bones. The
Live from the Console is a fresh live music initiative from Oranjuice Entertainment and Day 1, the independent music arm of Sony Music. The venture aims to give worthy independent artists in India a platform to showcase their talents in front of an audience consisting of fans and others who
Infamous as a person who drinks less water than a camel (yes, recently I had slipped to an all-time low of one glass every two days), my mother says I am the most appropriate person to be researching water scarcity. As I try to piece together the story of water
Love You to Death is an indie feature film from the house of Mumbai-based production house Fat Mama Films. The quirky film, which is about "love that does not exist, therapy that does not work, and three murders waiting to happen", recently saw releases in five cities in