Every time when my cousins and we, my sister and I meet, which would be once in a year, we play a game, like all cousins do. There’s nothing much as a royal proclamation here. It is fun and rich, but. We call it the ABCD game. One of us starts a sentence with A, Continue reading
The Present is the most assuring brook of all. With it, flows this poem:
With my galvanized mind and abstracted heart,
I followed you in search of an art.
A burden of past that anguished my destiny
was causing me pain in unbearable density. Continue reading
Lots of spoilers ahead….This is not just a review.
Thithi starts with an old man of a village incessantly yabbering at people who pass by. His talk is one that sounds like a sneering jibe, one that could have miffed the people he was talking at. But note how none of them seem to take offence at what he is saying, how they mind their work and move on. Unexpectedly to us, this central character, Chennaveeregowda, more popular as Century Gowda (he has lived a 100 years) dies. The plot further is about how the lives of his son, his grandson and great grandson move on in the subsequent 11 days of his funeral ceremony. Continue reading
It was the year 2002, when ‘Boston Global’ newspaper started its series of articles on the protection of pedophile priests by The Church. This was published by them after a lot of hardcore journalism – which was carried out by the ‘Spotlight’ team, then led by Walter ‘Robby’ Robinson. Their story put out to the people what the Church was hiding, that it knew about this behaviour of their priests, and all they did was hush up the victims by providing them cold water – and after the first story was published, around a 1000 victims shared their story too. They even won the Pulitzer prize for their investigative journalism in 2003 .That was a huge step towards the impact of real journalism in the society. Continue reading
A thunder. A beat on the chenda. Two beats and organic percussion. That’s how Vanaprastham starts. A parallel film, but with brilliant cinematography, soulful yet haunting music, and focused direction. Shaji N Karun, the director truly deserves all the applause he got for this work. He, along with a few others in India are the ones who have restored faith in people that cinema is also a piece of art. Karun, himself a cinematographer had both Santosh Sivan and Renato Berta in his crew and both of them simply transport us to Kerala where the story unfolds. Continue reading
My grandfather seldom talked about things. He said he had it better out through writing. But when he did, it was amazing for me. One instance I clearly remember is when he talked to me about ‘writing’. He told me about how people used to get influenced when they read something, how words used to drive people into a state that made them DO something. That was when the pen was really mightier than the sword. Continue reading