G for Gumption

The first syllable of this word comes from nowhere in particular. Your tongue hangs about without really touching anything in the mouth, making room for its own stomach to gather the ‘guh’. Indeed, it’s a word that requires more than your mouth to say it. It needs the tightness of your fists & the firmnessContinue reading “G for Gumption”

J for Jabya

Jabya smiling, Jabya laughing, Jabya crying, Jabya studying, Jabya singing – is a boy in love. Jabya doing homework is Jabya writing Shalu’s name on the slate. Jabya, in uniform, is Jabya dreaming of wearing t-shirt & jeans some day. Jabya who makes his friend wait while he combs his hair, who rubs powder onContinue reading “J for Jabya”

S for Silk Smitha

I first saw Silk Smitha in Halli Meshtre and got impatient with the camera which took forever to show her face. Unfortunately, in all the songs that followed, that camera remained and so did the man behind it. Same man, same camera. They were interested in her face only when it was accompanied by theContinue reading “S for Silk Smitha”

Why so much extra?

Chhapaak (2020) has an interesting moment that I want to remember. Malti (Deepika Padukone) and her team are in the office, celebrating the new amendment in the IPC (326 A and 326 B – which ensures a separate section for acid attacks) There is a cake that says ‘Happy Birthday 326 A 326 B’ –Continue reading “Why so much extra?”

My heart just pulled a Rowdy Baby

If there’s anything better than writing for Agents of Ishq, it is writing for Agents of Ishq about Dhanush ❤️ In the middle of it all, to hold the ends of your lungi and swing your body this way and that – and just doing what you came here to do is a lesson IContinue reading “My heart just pulled a Rowdy Baby”

I love you, Katherine Hepburn

Day one of Kate/Duplikate: Summertime To watch Katherine Hepburn in Summertime (1955)  is to have a dream-undream realised.  There is the simple pleasure of watching her arrive in Venice – alone (unless you count her camera-companion), in love with the idea of being on her own, and worrying that she won’t like the city. SittingContinue reading “I love you, Katherine Hepburn”

Lipstick Under My Burkha

So I wanted to watch this film in at least 6 different theatres and write about the audience reactions – because there were so many and so varied. I couldn’t afford it but I wrote something. Tell me what you think. It is odd that people lay claims to specific ways of being feminist as ifContinue reading “Lipstick Under My Burkha”