A decade I ago I pondered the question, “Can a man be a feminist?”. Has my answer changed since then?
Kiran Nagarkar’s legacy is making me ponder questions of dignity.
Bombay Begums follows a formula of casting, tropes & production values. But it brings up some interesting questions.
When a wave of stories about men’s atrocities began coming out a couple of years ago, she and I found ourselves shoulder to shoulder and talking. And we also discovered a mutual love of sarees, especially when personalised to our contemporary lifestyles.
I crossed a birthday last month. Joy is getting harder and harder to know.
My years working in Chinchpokli were checkered with the ruins of the past as well as the promise of flamingos. It shaped me in so many ways.
Shamir Reuben, popular poet & head of content at Kommune was accused of soliciting nude pictures from an underage woman.
Another man joins the ranks of predators and this time it’s a brown, woke man called Aziz Ansari.
#MeToo has just broken out. I’m doing a check on all the ways this describes me. Yes, Me Too.
When I was about 17, I was suddenly fascinated by salwaar-kameezes. My mom, delighted with my sudden interest helped me build a collection of fabrics from around the country. Fab India, Nalli and the local markets helped. And the local darzi was a genius with the needle. So my lovely…