So long, farewell, it’s hard to say goodbye…

I’m a writer, but I am at a complete loss of words when expressing the pain I’m feeling after losing my best friend Rajiv Kapoor, w...

Those were the days

Listening to music on the terrace to while away long, lonely evenings, the comp came up with the song, Those were the days my friend, we though...

To the country into which we were not born

“Twenty minutes ahead in the greatest terrorist attack of the year” – was Arnab Goswami&rsquo...

Nervous Edges and Hesitant Hands: NAZAR -1989.

I had just passed out of FTII in 1989 and I was on my first feature as the Assistant Cameraman, reminisces Rafay Mahmood

Climb Every Mountain

The ever-adventurous Rumi Taraporevala, narrates his trek with family and friends to Gokyo Peak in the Himalayas

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The loneliness of an Indian (virgin) Bride

What are Indian wedding dreams made of? – a question Janaky Sreedharan answers as she views it through the lens of the r...

Tale of Two Cities

A photo-essay by Ashish Ghatak on the striking parallels between Mumbai and his hometown Kolkata.

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Easy Riders

Rumi Taraporevala narrates his adventures on two-wheelers with his buddies down the roads of M...

Let’s Go to the Pictures

Rumi Taraporevala writes on the ‘masti-majaa’ of watching the movies with his buddies

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