Tara wished she could speak more at these meetings, but there were important people here. She had to make a good impression.
Tara had just discovered an ugly truth. This man, this public servant, was flaunting his corruption. She didn’t want him to win.
This, the steep path to the forest, was their brief escape to a world free of judgment.
Girls, whose bodies had widened, gyrated and swayed, performing in ways society wouldn’t otherwise allow.
As the women sat together, they picked the leaves off the branches, leaving only the tiny buds that now smelled ripe with intoxication.
At this moment, more than anything, she wished she too could giggle and laugh and read words and whisper secrets.
At times like these, Tara missed the gentle music of her village, which was so unlike this town.
Hair that shined in the morning light, ruddy cheeks, small eyes, and full lips. Their gaze, she knew, rested on her.
‘Woman in Charge’ is a new series, based on true events, that explores the life of a female Pradhan in a Kumaoni village.
Even when a larger-than-life portrait of Ambedkar is looking over you, there is only so far the love story of a lower caste boy and an upper caste girl can go.
Gandu’s quest won’t bring tears to your eyes or that warm feeling in your heart. But you will also not be able to take your eyes off it.
The brilliance of this film lies in the flesh, the muscle, the teeth that Kureishi’s writing gives it.