A writer from Uttarakhand travels through his beloved hills and tells us how kaafal berries and wildfires have always signalled summer. What changed this year?
Welcome to Comment of the Week, where we psychoanalyse ourselves and try to understand what people are trying to tell us. Brought to you by Arré’s resident psychoanalyst and therapist, Sigmund Fried.
The psychosis of Ramanna in Raman Raghav 2.0 is predictable. I wonder why Cyanide Mallika, the notorious killer who poisoned six women, has never captured a filmmaker’s imagination.
High-flown language may have developed as a means of officialdom to isolate itself from common folk but thanks to our feudal hangover, we continue to embrace it in our daily lives.
Getting real musicians is great for lending Rock On!! 2 indie cred, but how about capturing the spirit of the scene properly? Where is the agony of playing shit gigs at shit venues?
Neil Harbisson sees the world only in black and white. But he has the ability to hear colour. Telephone lines have now become green, and Amy Winehouse’s Rehab is pink.