Dhanno was 4 when ‘Dil To Paagal Hai’ (Yash Chopra, 1997) released. It was the first film she saw in the theatre. She had had a glimpse of ‘Midnight Cowboys’ from her pram at the CRT in FTII. Barely 3 months old, she stayed for not more than 10 minutes. In ‘Dil To Paagal Hai’, she danced in the aisles, decided she wanted to marry … Continue reading Dil To Paagal Hai – red balloons can fly anywhere
Dhanno said, “I would have cut the entire Punjab story. You don’t need a backstory to see a person’s loneliness. The loneliness is enough.” A person could come from anywhere, be anywhere, for any reason, and be lonely at a particular time in his life. They could enjoy their independence, their detached lifestyle, the perks of their work and the country they are living in, … Continue reading when harry did not meet sejal or sally – imtiaz ali, 2017
The Khan trio by dint of fate are born in the same year as me. For that reason alone, I’ve watched their failures and successes with a sense of camaraderie, and their aging, or lack of, with curiosity. Recently, we went to a farewell party of our girls hostel warden at FTII, and a large part of the evening was spent in telling each other … Continue reading jab tak hain jaan (2012) – you look just the same
So while I have just about unpacked my bags from my long trip to Bengalaru, I get ready to pack them again for Goa. So while I am not looking forward to staying in a hotel room for another 10 days, I am sure I can live on scrumptious fried fish at the Ritz without complaint. So while I pack my laptop and camera, determined … Continue reading goa, fried fish, and other heavenly tales
1. Do your best to go with someone. Beg, borrow, steal, or call a professional escort service, if you have to. But don’t; please don’t venture into a film festival on your own. Firstly, it announces to everyone how friendless and boring you are, but more dangerously, it attracts other friendless and boring people to latch on to you. 2. If you really have no … Continue reading A few tips on surviving film festivals, or life
My mind is a funny thing. The minute it realizes I plan to sleep it starts thinking of People who I used to love, but now hate. People who hate me (most probably). People who died on me (no one should be allowed to do that). People who are living and whom I continue to neglect. Shahrukh Khan (he is the same age as me, … Continue reading need a lullaby
