My Darkest Time

In this long-short personal story of having overcome a big challenge, Gaurav Jain says, “When you break your leg, you kn...

A Dream Run for Kalyani

Janaky Sreedharan writes about J.Geetha’s debut venture Run Kalyani, which is set to be the opening film at the New York...

If I were a migrant worker

Vinta Nanda, inspired by a conversation with her friend K’ab, wonders how it would be if we were to be ...

Scent of Music: AR Rahman

Khalid Mohamed rewinds to one of his chatty conversations with the Mozart of Madras.

When...

What a change!

I turn towards him and stare at him – he’s a lump of flesh, which just breathes, writes Humra Quraishi

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The Last Concert

Begum Akhtar passed away a day after her concert in Ahmedabad on 29 October, 1974. Here’s a rare photo-essay of that enchanted evening by...

Are you woke?

Just like the rest of you, I’ve also been sitting at home, working when possible and consuming news on television, social media and the occasional newspaper, which ge...

Shahryar and those sharks

 “As I stood there, I could see Shahryar walking around. And even as I kept calling out to him, he didn’t respond. Perhaps, di...

Try Love

“In this time of lockdown and instability, it would be ridiculous for me to deny my own blanket of privilege and personal self-absorption...