Political and royal biographies that go into mental makeup or even pure gossip are soothing eye-drops after too much Netflixing and WhatsApping.
There is something about the word ‘rain’ that brings out our inner Romeo or Juliet. The sound of even the lightest drizzle glues us to the window, or sends us rushing in to make a cup of steaming tea. It is like a signal from the sky to go slow, take it easy.
We are so busy monitoring the Princess Complex in others that we miss the invisible crown on our own heads.
In a childish attempt to rectify my previous reticence in matters of sentimentality, I now compose emotional outpourings of appreciation to those who matter to me.
Clean Slate Films and Anushka Sharma seek to spook us again with this brand new production of theirs called 'Bulbbul', after 'Pari, Phillauri' and the ghost-less but more chilling 'Paatal Lok'.
Cinema keeps its make-up on round the clock on its 70 MM face. Like any other commercial sector, it has its ups and downs. Money woes, psychological damage, exploitation and inequalities of all kinds – the glitz and glamour are no insurance against human factors.
What’s Eating Gilbert Grape attained cult status immediately upon release. In the current scenario of needless sequels and indefinite number of seasons, we could idly wonder what happened next.
The boundaries between ‘us’ and ‘them’, ‘me’ and ‘you’ are blurry. It is our personal capacity to contribute to the current crisis that is vital.
These are somber times, yes, but also a period to set the frivolous and the fancy apart from bare necessities.
In sunset years one appreciates being around a familiar face, someone who knows you from scratch.
In close quarters frequent meeting of the eyes can lead to imaginary duels. Wearing dark glasses at home may help.
'Toxic masculinity’ is not some exotic faraway term coined by a feminist who got out of the wrong side of her bed, it is a contemporary reality for most women.
Along with the general helplessness one feels in the face of the pandemic, there are individual hardships that define the darkness. Living under the threat of a 24/7 infection with no known remedy opens one up to infinite possibilities of personal woe.
The climbing casualties of COVID-19 bring into sharp focus our innate fear of loneliness.
At this rate, and at the rapid speed with which the economy is nose-diving, a tax may just be levied on dreaming. This is the only activity that has seen increased productivity in recent times.
Someone stole our world when we were sleeping and now we have woken up to a different ecosystem.
Passionate, intense, and yet light-hearted and airy, the sisterhood is as dramatically embedded in our DNA as the bro code.