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Ajji and aazadiyan
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would be resizing pottery images for archaeology databases. My day began with Amit Trivedi’s Aazadiyan (for the millionth time), pondering upon Udaan’s lead character, Rohan’s flight. That last scene of the film is just so deep and beautiful that I find myself lost in its thoughts…
Dear departed
Dear Chachu, You knew me so well. I am not the one who expresses through emotions, I am the one who expresses through words. And though when I heard the news that you were no more, I was speechless, now I want to write. Write about the amazing, motivating person you were. I don’t believe…
In Search of the Cradle of Civilization: A book review
Once upon a time, the Aryans, utopian, blue-eyed and intellectually ‘superior’ beings of the West, invaded the Indus Valley Civilization, a peace-loving and serene settlement. Sounds like a short and simple story, doesn’t it? Unfortunately (or fortunately for mystery lovers), it isn’t that simple. The so-called ‘Aryan invasion’ has been debated extensively in the past…
Reflections
I am the colour she makes me. Sometimes a subtle brown, sometimes a bright blue. She colours my soul, my heart, my thoughts. I traverse my limited terrain each day, for she doesn’t let me delve deeper into who she is. I just know who she is on the surface. I have loved her, I…
A Puneri Monsoon
Its been a year since I wrote this article. Monsoon is just around the corner, so though it was an apt time to post this. The sound of pitter patter. Somehow, I am used to it now. The unending raindrops fall on the AC vent, and produce an irritating tap-tap-tap background music. I have no…
Bleed
The blood-stained cloth lay comfortably in her blood-clotted mind. She lay restless. And stared at the four unyielding pillars that surrounded her. Society Tradition Impurity And Guilt. All gazed at her, Menacingly, And unperturbed.Was she truly impure in these few days of her life? Did all her serenity, purity and tranquility also leave her soul…
How I fell (hopelessly) in love with Prateek Kuhad
Back in 2018, I was sitting in our car, and it was a pretty usual ride. I was on the nearby Airport road, and was fiddling with my phone, chatting with a couple of friends. The choice of music on the radio was quite terrible I thought, so I just ignored the incessant chatter of…
Home
The fragrance of warmth touched my heart.And the doors of glee opened.The arms of familiarity wrapped around me,And the angel of dwelling kissed my forehead.The bed of dreams floated towards me like a vision,Translucent and vibrant. The rustic green walls were all the same,But their shine was new.The snapshots on the walls appeared real,As real…
Princess
O my dear princess, This isn’t a fairytale, This is life. Your luscious blonde hair don’t reach for your knees. And your baby pink gown is seldom seen. The only corset that binds you is that of society. Your glass slippers don’t crack, but your heart does. No charming princes, No fairy godmothers, No magic.…
Pune: Queen of Deccan (Book review)
Ever wondered why Pune is called so? Or why the culturally rich peths of the city are named after days of the week? Or why Pune is characterized by narrow roads? The astonishing and fascinating history of Pune has often been ignored and set aside. Pune isn’t limited to the splendid Shaniwar Wada, or even to the…
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Life of a Bharatiya Chokri 