culture
Ashim Ahluwalia’s disturbing film is about a different kind of imperialism: a psychological one.
Hyperbole and extremism are taking centre stage in almost all public or private discussion, compounded by the influence of suspect role models and modern pop culture.
We might as well take pride in our cute little obsession instead of trying to pretend it doesn’t exist.
Female artists were given the illusion of freedom of expression but in actuality were socially restricted to painting the domestic lifestyle.
Mumbai teaches you ignorance, regardless of whether you live in the tallest luxury tower or a tent on the sidewalk.
How do you make friends when you’re living alone in a strange, big city?
We all know that violence in films desensitises people to violence in real life, but what about romantic comedies?
It’s easier to understand time when so much of it seems to stagnate, churn, curdle, and recycle in front of you.
Perhaps, this summer is going to be one of self-re-discovery. Perhaps, I could love the city after all.
Women are heading countries and scaling Mt. Everest, but apparently they still can’t decide what to wear.
