The 1985 Tamil film ‘Sindhu-Bhairavi’ under a feminist lens shows a nuanced male storyteller gaze and some strong woman tropes. Does that make it feminist?
Mumbai says welcome in many languages. There’s one place where you can taste them all. Vileparle says welcome home.
I come from musical history. I trained in vocals & an instrument. I’ve won prizes, performed concerts. But music is not my identity.
How I learnt to value deaths as I learnt to value life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
Each time I perform this, men tell me, “You really understand how a guy feels.” I still feel wrecked by my custody battle.
Reading SUGARBREAD was like eating a whole green chilli. It made me feel like I’d been punched in the gut. Satisfaction came after tears.
The joke goes that people from anywhere else in the city need a visa to enter Andheri. The Marol of my past was another world.
A decade I ago I pondered the question, “Can a man be a feminist?”. Has my answer changed since then?
Death is hard to think about. Gardening gave me a surprisingly comfortable context in which to explore it.
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