Introduction: Barkha Rani Jam Ke Barasti Hai Barkha Dutt is a name I knew when I was still a teenager in college. You were this beaming, fierce journalist that became the first female "Embedded Journalist" in the Kargil war, one of the early ones, years before US christened the official title in the 2003 Iraq war. I admired you, so did the entire country and of course Bollywood! It didn't matter if the movie was an A, B or C grade production; if there was a female reporter ch
I am hurt that I have to do this, but the circumstance is such, that I must my dear. A confession must be recorded, a trial must be conducted, and our love must suffer, for this will damage our love in permanence and without which we will draw to each other again, no matter what. The time has come to draw the curtain and go back to being strangers. Generally my recollection of past is torn, but not the moments we spent together. I was witty, you were classy; I was jittery, yo
The best place for a perfect sabotage plan to germinate is in an author’s mind, but at times, it can also spring up -- or just aided and abetted – by one of his many stooges. This article is about one such hypothesized scenario, or is it really a hypothesis? The Why Why would a star author crush a rookie writer? There could be many reasons; but for our hypothesis let’s apply the Silicon Valley formula – which is to crush a promising startup -- in our case a debut novel -- bef
Fall to me is like Holi in India - Colorful, gleeful, leaf-ful. Many love stories of a single tree perish away in the reds, the blues, the ambers; baring to bone the lover that held it all together, and germinating a life of stark loneliness in brutal winter. If trees had emotions, it'd be hard for them to not be bipolar, the brutality of nature and the pain, and the sorrow, and then...a spring of love! Quite a contrast to that was Hallandale...the 21 rifles of the high rises
I want to love someone; I want to be loved!! In both scenarios, in addition to all the fluff we call romance, we can trace our feelings back to some shade of daddy issues; or mommy issues; or in some very unfortunate cases both. I obviously have nothing against romance. I am too much of a romantic myself. My favorite date movie is SAW IV , and my preferred valentine gift -- to give -- is a playstation. Isn't that cute? See, I told you I was romantic! Now that we have addresse
Long before Christopher Nolan became the drooling factor for critics, hollywood and bollywood; and much before the Batman reboot, the inception conundrum, the time twisting wormhole and the magical science of prestige; there was a short story called Memento Mori and it was Jonathan Nolan, who in my opinion -- I am sure his brother Chris Nolan would agree to that --- found the perfect cocktail of science, fiction and emotions through the tragic story of Earl (later name change
"Rip it," is the first thought that crosses the mind. "Take it, quickly make it your own. Just ignore the shades of color or even the tone!" The excitement swallows all else. But is that the right path? A tucked away voice in my heart says "Don't just rip it...fantasize it...and in the end sanitize it!" I ain't talking dirty here, all I am trying is to figure out, what separates a non-fiction writer from a commercial- fiction writer. See, a non-fiction writer would rip straig
I don’t walk gangsta’ style, do not even own a gun, don’t really talk trash and certainly do not walk around with my jeans below the waistline. So, then why do I like rap/hip-hop? When I couldn’t find any answers around my urban life, I did what most confused professionals like me do. I went to Himalayas to search for that crucial answer, the missing piece that had wrecked my life beyond repair! The icy mountains were of NO help. I tell you this whole Himalayan thing is overr
For the longest time I wondered what was really a stereotype? Not that I didn't know but I just wanted to reason it; just for the heck of it. So, I did, and the subject of my deep philosophical investigation was Grandma! You could watch movies or read indian books, there ain't a whole lot of shades you could find in a granny - she is always full of wisdom; she cracks jokes that are really just plain statements; she would be a devout bhakt and she likes to just sit in a corn
A novel is written, sold, celebrated, treasured and archived. But there is something that is never the same - It's the author's intimacy with the characters that at times end up bending his own reflection. This is the first post of the 'Making of Punk Sunk Love series': A glimpse of darkness that pierced Shammi's heart The hazy light shone in the backdrop as the funky beats of "American Boy" bounced of the dizzying cathedrals. The place was Columbus, Ohio and the hotel was '
Welcome to my poetry section. Please indulge; and critique my creation inspired by Gulzarsaab's style of writing.