We live in a world where women are judged for everything from having periods to having emotions. The women’s bathroom is one of the few gender-exclusive places where it can all hang out – a brief but cathartic loosening of corset strings.
Every time I leaf through the pages of an Amar Chitra Katha, I feel like I’m back in my grandma’s warm embrace. My grandmother had conjured a fantasy world for a four-year-old through her unique storytelling, and Anant Pai’s comics put that world in print.
Alex Lehman’s deeply moving Paddleton, a dramedy about terminal illness and assisted suicide is built on unassuming moments. Moments that challenge the common perception of what really constitutes love and who gets the luxury of being remembered as a couple.
Despite Barney Stinson’s effortless smoothness with women, he hated them. How can a womaniser hate women, you ask? If you think about it, misogyny is inextricably linked with men like Barney, because how else do you instantly reduce women to mere conquests?
Karan Johar’s film was ahead of its time in terms of context, but conservative, ultimately in its tropes and education. It could have been so much more had the director not felt apologetic for broaching the topic in the first place.
I’ve been berated for being glued to my phone instead of having “real conversations”. But I don’t fancy the phone as a coping mechanism when faced with awkward silences.
We have a glut of dating apps, but no idea about the political leanings of a person we’ll be hooking up with. A march like the anti-CAA protest can take care of several filters.