Now that the dust has settled over Guru, the reviews have been written and read, and reviewed in turn [many bloggers in the entertainment space – and otherwise – seem to live by this simple adage – when in doubt, write about Maniratnam], I can say this aloud. Why did the movie need Gulzar? for… Continue reading Gulzar Vairamuthu wordsmiths
Konark journey
A quick dash to Konark on a dull rainy morning… I think of my husband waiting for me back in Bombay and feel a quick pang. I pay the guide his fee and head towards the exit when I stop. I want to go back for another round, this time on my own, just to… Continue reading Konark journey
street kids, street acrobats
Now that the Kala Ghoda arts festival is over, I can finally take a break from all that hectic blogging at the KGAF blog and give my own blog the attention it demands and rarely gets. (If you have been regularly reading the Kala Ghoda Gazette or drop by there now, you will probably figure… Continue reading street kids, street acrobats
Orissa notes
It was raining when I left Kolkata in the morning – the short flight to Bhubaneshwar was through dangerously turbulent skies. By the time we landed in Bhubaneshwar, the rain had cleared and the su was peeping out nervously. As I walked to the arrival area from the aircraft, I decided that I liked the… Continue reading Orissa notes
On Sachin and Silsila
The net is such a wonderful place to find entertainment. Some unintended. As this report today, on the home page of rediff – which only seems to get better and better with each pasing day – Sachin meets his lookalike the pic – the effort of reproducing that photograph here is too much for me… Continue reading On Sachin and Silsila
Advertising goes regressiver than ever
There is no ho-hum hoarding of the month – yet. Instead, there is an absolutely awful TV ad (yeah, I know – I have this thing for truly terrible alliteration) – The Camlin ad for permanent markers – really permanent. Exactly how permanent? Since I am still in a state of shock after watching this… Continue reading Advertising goes regressiver than ever
Kala Ghoda Gazette 2007
The Kala Ghoda Arts Festival is on in Mumbai. Street installations and street food (actually restaurant food at restaurant prices on the street but what the heck!), dance and music, heritage walks, special events for children, literary events… it’s all there. Aamchi Helicoptook… And again this year, the Kala Ghoda Gazette is up and running… Continue reading Kala Ghoda Gazette 2007
Paranoid city
The “maximum” city gets more and more paranoid with each day. Last week, it took me more than two hours to reach Bandra from Vashi – the check naka at Mankhurd just after Vashi creek had nakabandi in full force – there were three barriers side by side on the road and the police was… Continue reading Paranoid city
Fort Kochi and navel gazing
Fort Kochi – the picturesque chinese fishing nets, the legacy of Vasco Da Gama and the portugese, sleepy fishing boats and the fabulous Dutch Palace with the vibrant murals. A driver called JoMon. And buses headed towards navel base. Please head to Itchy Feet to read about A morning at Fort Kochi. Lots of photographs.
Moved by rhythm
I have never believed that it is possible to be moved by rhythm – I am a melody person myself – melody that is soft and lingers inside your head long after you have heard it… wispy feathery tunes, pale ghosts that follow you through the day and night, slipping away just as you reach… Continue reading Moved by rhythm