Vogue ‘My choice’: A brand of ‘feminism’ we don’t need

India needs a feminist movement of a grand scale- one that is inclusive of all genders, socio-economic strata and sub-cultures. It requires a whole lot of sensitivity, engagement with mind-sets, dialogue and constructively challenging assumptions. Amid this, we have Vogue producing this video: The trouble is not that they produced it, presumably with the best…

The Kite Runner… That lingering feeling

If you’ve ever felt an unbearable longing for a time gone by, or carry a mellow nostalgia in your heart like a beloved’s picture tucked away in your wallet, you’ll relate to The Kite Runner. If it does hit a nerve, it’ll probably be like hot knife rending a deep wound- one you wistfully watch bleeding…

How e-stupid

We are a greeting-card loving family, sending and receiving them on birthdays, anniversaries, promotions, you name it. The word ‘send’ doesn’t do justice to the process, that starts with visiting a card shop, spending an hour or so scouting for the perfect card, writing a personal message, posting it- or if you live in the…

Springing up

I find myself abruptly stopping in my tracks these days, while rushing to work, or running to a meeting- as the eye catches a new bud that has just flowered.

Meeting Malaga

You know how it is to meet/ date someone absolutely stunning and obviously attractive- there is a sense of euphoria, you’re wide-eyed with wonder and your senses are slightly overwhelmed. Some places have the same effect…such as the French Riviera. Malaga is not that kind of a place. An encounter with Malaga is like meeting…

India’s Daughter and Anna

I did not want to write about the documentary ‘India’s daughter’. I could see the merits of most arguments from various camps, and I had not much to add. Yes, we need to know the mindset of a criminal to be able to prevent crime as Kiran Bedi pointed out… I also see how the…

Holi day

It is holi- I am at office, discussing restructuring, performance improvement plans, promotions etc. and the in-between breaks keep pulling me to FB/ Whatsapp world where the colours are flowing free on people’s faces and smiles. I am reminded that as a child, Holi was my favourite festival. Once upon a time in a perfect…

Different Shades of Yellow

It’s almost spring. Actually it’s almost the promise of spring. I am wearing my yellow pullover and getting my cup of afternoon tea at the coffee area, when I meet this nice Irish lady who works on my floor. She’s wearing yellow too. “Oh, you’re wearing yellow too!” I go, because nobody wears yellow at…