Morning dream

I woke up early and then fell asleep again And I started dreaming in the morning. I flickered between sleeping and waking up And soon, I no longer knew which is dream and which is real. Two worlds, bled into each other Until I could not tell the difference. I saw an old lover after… Continue reading Morning dream

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In conversation

Sentences hang in the air, Heavy, like January fog, Uttered, but unrevealed; in the vicinity, but veiled. All meaning becomes mist And we fail to understand, again. So much to say, Much more left open to interpretation, To mood, to the listener's digestion. And we're back to square one, Two lives, in disagreement and discontent.… Continue reading In conversation

Of redemptions and reminders

Note: This was intended to go elsewhere, got lost, came back home here. The Champions League is a competition that contains multitudes. On some nights, it promises renegade redemption; on others, it delivers rude reminders. The former premise is its lure. It is what seduces the ambitious, looking for cathartic glory and validation. It is… Continue reading Of redemptions and reminders

Lethal Weapon and the death of good action films

Foreword: I wrote this months ago on a bleeding Bombay night when "Lethal Weapon" was on TV. I found it in my drafts today. Like all good action films, it isn't long.  It's 3 am and I'm still up tonight. Tonight is every night. And every night's the same. You don't go to sleep; sleep… Continue reading Lethal Weapon and the death of good action films

With “Dunkirk”, Christopher Nolan finds his deliverance

There is a moment in "Dunkirk" roughly halfway into its surprisingly taut runtime, where Tommy (Fionn Whitehead), Alex (Harry Styles) and Gibson (Aneurin Bernard), three slender young men trapped at the eponymous French beach with 400,000 others, are sitting on the shore and gazing towards the raging sea that stands between them and home, between… Continue reading With “Dunkirk”, Christopher Nolan finds his deliverance

‘Bong’ Hit: “Okja” & Joon-ho’s Art Of Juggling

Filmmaking is a very delicate dance. There are a million ways you could go wrong, about three or four ways to do it right and only one way to do it perfectly. Now, you'd argue that what I just said is ridiculous. That perfect films don't exist. In-fact, perfection is nothing but a myth, an… Continue reading ‘Bong’ Hit: “Okja” & Joon-ho’s Art Of Juggling

I Bought An Umbrella & Headed Out…

...To The #NotInMyName Protest. I had planned to write something earlier today, but I took my sweet time waking up. I was tired and was up till late last night, as usual. But I also went out last evening, like I said I would in my last blog post. I pulled up my favourite pair… Continue reading I Bought An Umbrella & Headed Out…

Some Day A Real Rain Will Come…

Whenever it rains in Bombay, I always think about that line from "Taxi Driver": "Some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets." Of course, for the utterly flawed Travis Bickle, the "whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, and junkies" are the scum. But Bickle knows he's part… Continue reading Some Day A Real Rain Will Come…