There are reviews and then there are reviews. But this one is not one of them. No, I don’t claim to be above the cream, just that I’m taking this as an opportunity to talk about the metaphor of life. I saw Dhobi Ghat on Republic Day. Honestly, I didn’t intend to see it because... Continue Reading →

Mazgoan. Mumbai.

There's a charm to it. A craziness that I hope is not found elsewhere in the world. A momentum that is independent of external forces.  A sense of direction. A purpose. With various facets of life co-existing side by side. An air that lends itself a lingering a mark of all that has been. And pictures that narrate... Continue Reading →

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