A song I heard in one of the many hip, neon pink lit bars in Amsterdam that sent me straight back to a bhajan class that I didn't even remember having been forced into till then. I couldn't recognise the original bhajan, but I knew what I was hearing had Indian roots. But so did the people around me who had never listened to a bhajan in their lives. Read More
Like any other newbies on the scene, we thus far... Read More
Shaleen Wadhwana is an independent arts educator and cultural heritage professional. Her curatorial practise explores meta-narratives in global history and artistic responses to contemporary social issues, reflected in her current show FRIN/GE at Vadehra Art Gallery Read More
The show’s contribution to diaspora and postcolonial cinema does not render it free of critique; but it is only fair to critique a show at the value of its artistic qualifications and not at face value of controversial Twitter outtakes. Read More
Think dairy products and you will most probably think Amul. It often doesn’t stop there. Amul’s famous jingle might then play in your mind, accompanied by an image of the blue-haired girl in red polka dots of the logo. As you’re reading this, many of you probably have a standard... Read More
Below is a photograph clicked by G.E Dobson in 1872 titled ‘Group of Five Young Andamanese Women’ and described in Zahir R. Chaudhary’s 2012 book, ‘The Afterimage of Empire’. Three years after Dobson took the photograph, he laid out the details of the people’s lives in it in a paper published... Read More
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Meet Ram Raj Shukla, Facebook bio: "anti-sickular, proud Brahmin", just a little bit of religiousness thrown in for good measure. His profile is replete with photos of our revered commander-in-chief. Predictably, he hails from Ayodhya. Read More
. Pt. Ravi Shankar smiled, and bending a little forward into the microphone in a manner to not topple over his sitar, said, “Thank you. If you appreciate the tuning so much, I hope you will enjoy the playing more”. Read More
Then, gradually, came the literature. It trickled through, bit by bit -- from the first images of peacocks heralding the rains, to the later cries of love-struck paramours. (All, of course, brought out with the most melodic, evocative language.) And like all good literature, it pulled at something within Read More