As a journalist who does not believe in slander, but does believe in justice, I do not intend to name the airline by which I flew back from ...
The Homecoming
It's in the air. I am sitting bang in the middle of Connaught Place, working on strategy for a Hindi newspaper and there is a strong aro...
"You're Too Indian for Nudity!"
I was catching up with a friend of mine at Anokhi recently, and was all excited that The Constant Gardener was still playing in Madras. Ralp...
Apologies
Sorry for neglecting the blog for so long, people...I was busy shooting a documentary and editing it, and have literally just got back to In...
What Book was Sharmila Reading?
The opium of Bollywood is so strong that even apparently uninterested people get dangerously hooked on to the stars, their films and legends...
Enough is Enough. Bring Back Sourav!
And Laxman. And Kumble. And Zaheer. And while we are it, might as well get John Wright back. For more than one year, I am constantly being s...
In the Name of the Father... Part Dunno
What is the male counterpart of Mad Momma? Paagal Papa, I suppose... and that's what I have been for the last 16 days, 1 hour and 3 minu...
Book Post
Psst... I have finished my work for the day. I am feeling guilty to go home right now. So, I forced a tag on myself! Books always make the m...
So, how does it feel to be parents?
Like always, most of my life's lessons are found in Calvin & Hobbes... browsily sleepily (yes, up almost all of last night) through ...
The September 6 Kid
The mom shares her birthday with Sharon Stone and Osama bin Laden (snigger snigger!). The dad shares his with Bryan Adams and Mahmoud of Gha...
Anandabajar Ki Bollo?
The rains in Calcutta – like most places in India – make a much-celebrated appearance. Probably, a little more in Calcutta because it follow...