• Aditya | 12-Jan-2020
    Stereotyping has become a part of our life. More often than not we do it subconsciously and sometimes we do it knowingly. Either way, it has become difficult for us to accept things as they are. People, places, things, thoughts everything has to fall in this or that bucket and art is no exception. So which bucket do we put Chhappak in? Is it a tragedy? Is it a quest? Is it rebirth? Is it rags to riches? It can be anything or a bit of everything. Try and park the urge to assign a category, try and accept the film with a clean perspective without expecting cliché of the genre, only then there is a possibility that you will be able to see Chhappak for what it is. For it is just a story that needs to be told, as it is...! I came out of the theater obviously troubled, scared and concerned. But not once during the entire run time did I cry, and let me tell you I cry easily. Not once did I experience shock, not once did I felt like closing my eyes. There have been insensitive films where heinous crimes are
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  • Super structures
    Aditya | 07-Jan-2020
    The only election I ever contested was for being the class monitor in 10th standard, which I lost to a very good friend of mine. No shame in accepting that he was a better student in every way; polite, studious, humorous, friendly, good in sports and good in arts. Of course he was excellent in subjects and ranked in the top three. He was the better choice and our fellow students knew it and did well to vote for him. It did not matter what his name was, which caste and which religion he belonged to. All that mattered was competence. Oh and it didn’t matter whether the kid was a he or a she. A few years later some of us batch mates met for dinner, by then we were doing well with our respective careers and pursuits. Couple of drinks down and having indulged in nostalgia for a long time, the conversation slowly drifted to films, then to cricket and finally to politics. One of our friend who was connected with a political party took the lead and the conversation quickly turned unpleasant. He kept on talking
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  • Wabi-Sabi- the paradoxical interior concept or another idea of beauty?
    Manasi Bhosale | 19-Nov-2019
    Wabi-Sabi- the paradoxical interior concept or another idea of beauty?   An article I was reading the other day had a picture of a blue bowl with a wide, visible crack in it. This crack was reconstructed with “golden joinery”- the repairs were conspicuous but somehow appealing. The caption said- ‘Kintsugi: the Japanese art of mending broken pottery using (lacquer) resin laced with gold’. This age-old art embraces an object with all its damage and imperfections. It reconstructs and repairs broken ceramics to give them new life so that they become even more charismatic thanks to the “disfigurement”. These objects are not to be discarded but to be displayed with a feeling of pride- they do have a unique story to tell.   The craft has become a kind of anthem in recent times: with the hope that we all may be able to embrace our experiences positively and live with our “scars of gold”!   Kintsugi pottery is often seen as an artistic expression
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  • Helping Strangers...
    Jyoti | 01-Nov-2019
    On a very rainy July day, I was waiting at Lonawala railway station for my train to Pune. I had reservation in a late evening train but wanted to prepone my journey so I went at the reservation counter where I saw two elderly females of other country trying to talk to the clerk at the counter. Initially I just went about my way and started enquiring the clerk about my situation. While I was talking to the clerk, I understood that both the females needed help as they didn’t know the local language and the few people at the reservation counter did not understand/speak English. One of the females knew a little bit of English but the other one couldn’t speak it. So, I stepped in to help and got to know that both of them were strangers and it was their first visit to India. One was from France and the other one from Poland. One was having a large map of India with her and she just pointed a finger on the map to a place in south India and wanted to know about the trains going to that place. Obviously, t
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  • Lessons I Learnt When Life Jolted Me
    Diyaa | 15-Oct-2019
       Sitting with myself and gathering my thoughts was one of the best things I enjoyed doing alone until today. Now,  as I close my eyes, I don't find solace, rather this incident that happened with me a week back keeps flashing in front of my closed eyes and shakes me up making me all jittery.   It was a not-so-perfect rainy day wherein I sensed my life being jinxed with a lot of things going out of their way. Starting with delayed flights to my destination, which took almost twice as long to reach, to not getting my bags on arrival, it was just signs all the way for me to be more cautious. I went for an out station wedding with my family where my kids and my bags out of the whole lot hadn't arrived. We had to shop for each day in hope of receiving the bags later at the end of the day. Somehow they arrived one after the other and I didn't know whether to be grateful for it or just accept it after spending so much more on impromptu shopping for the wedding.    The day of the w
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  • Best is yet to come..
    Team2dzign | 14-Oct-2019
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    One season has gone past me,I have been through the quest for joy,I am not assertive about the distance I have covered,So it’s the time to reckon, of the trail I have crossedTo start was the known lane,To choose between was stone path and green pastures,It was simple and easy to go for green pastures..To my amusement, it wasn’t so obviousMy illusion of having known it was fake !Suddenly transforming, it shattered my perceptionsLost I staggered, wandered...Too much lost in transition, but no delightful creation.Yes, there was a dawn of realization,Rifting apart, my thoughts got influencedI stood there for myself, seeing the bridge of my dreams and life flouting awayA huge sea poured in from nowhere separating me into two halvesI am still, pondering for the fate that slapped me so absurdlyWhy it took so long to comprehend the insanity of my ideas ?It wasn’t the insanity though; it was the apprehension of my surrounding which could not amalgamate this rebel,So, at this point, I stand, still con
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  • Movies
    poorva94 | 27-Sep-2019
    So, I have been a fan of movies for as long as I can remember. The first movie I remember watching is Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. Like every girl in India, I instantly fell for Rahul, because he was the textbook heartthrob - good looks, a charming personality, and I-don't-care attitude. He was the right amount of a bad boy and also the kind that you can take home to your parents. It is safe to say, that after rewatching the movie in today's time, you can see that he was a total jerk and Anjali was better off with Aman who genuinely loved her for what she was, unlike Rahul who fell for his best friend only after she had a makeover. Anyway, my point is, movies influence us the most. It is the most powerful media of getting your content to the masses. Some people do take movies very seriously and forget that it is a story after all. Some might be based off of real life experiences but majority of the times, minor details are changed to appeal to the crowds or to protect the identities of whom the movie is based on. Not
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  • SowMIyA | 11-Sep-2019
    When you overcome your deepest fear by pushing that one last microsecond of your thought to go for ... You gain it you come over it.... A life-changing experience and a New You...
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  • The Silver Lining to Burnt Toast
    Asmita Javdekar | 20-Aug-2019
    I could barely take my eyes off him.6feet 2inches, chiseled to perfection!His complexion was reeking of warm chestnut, perhaps a well earned tan from the Himalayan trek that he was brazenly boasting about. Amma always told me that I was an innate revolutionary, my first shriek into this world was proof enough that I was here to ruffle quite a few feathers.At 12, I picked up my first fight against Avva (my grandmother) for not allowing me inside the kitchen when I was on my period. At 15, the target was Amma and Appa for setting a 7 pm deadline for me to get home when my younger brother could gallivant at his heart’s whim. This unfair, biased world for women made me sick in my gut. Ever since, I prioritised Women Rights and Welfare as a cause that I would dedicate my life to.Kabir was a chance encounter.I was working on a Skilling project for a community of Himachali women. A friend had recently trekked to our program site and wanted to update me about her experience. For the first time in my life, I co
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  • Traveling with a baby
    Team Kalamwali | 20-Aug-2019
    Traveling with a baby - By Eesha Patwardhan   “Buy a ticket to nowhere, live your life and experience wanderlust.” Clearly these words were not spoken by a parent !!! As a parent and especially as a new parent , the idea of traveling is nerve racking . It can give jitters to even the strong hearted . So as a recently promoted parent who has successfully travelled with an infant , I thought I would be doing a great favor to all those parents out there who are breaking out into a sweat at the thought of taking a trip with their little one. Here’s my list of must-do’s when traveling with an infant Travel hands free Make sure you travel with minimum baggage on hand, check in whatever you can and always make sure at least one parent is dedicated 100 % to carrying the toddler . You can choose to carry the infant in your arms , in a pram or a baby carrier bag . Personally , I find prams to be cumbersome and carrying the baby in your arms can be quite tedious , so be smart , use
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  • Madhura | 07-Aug-2019
    I am a mother since the past 8 years. I have a son who is growing at the speed of lightning. It feels like he dashed through the phases of Baby TV, Jake and the Never land pirates to Pokemon and Bey Blade and has landed on the Minecraft phase in just 267 days. He is 8. But I ask myself. How old is the mother in me?  Two weeks back we had planned to watch the latest Spiderman movie and my son asked me “Did you check with me before booking the tickets?”. I was quite taken aback. Although I applauded the clarity in his thoughts and also gave myself a pat on my own back for raising a child which does not fear expressing his displeasure regarding a plan. (I could not imagine an 8-year-old ‘me’ asking my mother the same question without having to pay for it without a red cheek). I also highly appreciated the effortless objectivity in his tone. No attitude. No arrogance. A plain expression of his feelings. He went to bed that night and I sat thinking about my own growth as a parent. A c
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  • Under our Umbrella
    Neha Mirashi | 01-Aug-2019
    This is for the people of Aurnagabad, who only hear about the rains in other places but are yet to experience the real monsoon! You think rain and all sort of images conjure up...for me, it is a nice cup of hot tea, a book (maybe a kindle), sitting by the window and some uninterrupted reading time, all to myself, all by myself, with the rain drops performing a symphony on their stage of the windowsill.It also makes me want to sing and dance, and actually believe in the romance of life.Aahh...rain....where art thou?The sun is sizzling, the roads are hot, mirages are dancing on the tarmac, the trees are losing their green hope and turning to brown despair again. The metal in the street is hot to touch, and the dust is flying free in this torturous reign of rising temperatures. The phone is still buzzing with messages for "summer sale" from retailers, clearing away what they thought was the last of their summer stock, more needs to be re-ordered. Ice creams and cold drinks, fired from the show, have been given
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  • Barcelona
    Team Kalamwali | 28-Jul-2019
    - BY EESHA PATWARDHAN.   We walked through the bylanes of Barcelona on a windy sunday afternoon just soaking in the sights and smells around us. It seemed strange that all shutters were down and most cafes had no patrons . I thought to myself that maybe I made a mistake coming here. Maybe this is off season or maybe I booked us the wrong hotel in some God forsaken location ( Our Uber driver had assured us that we were booked at the right location) . It was best to keep quiet and continue walking down the street ( I had already messed up on the paperwork for our Visa’s and Mr. P was not amused ). So , anyway, as we kept crossing every block , it kept getting better and better. Slowly people ( mostly locals ) started surfacing. Surely that was a positive sign. Google maps kept guiding us and we kept blindly following it . Google maps cannot be wrong, can it? After a few more streetside cafes and some stores with the cutest knick knacks, we walked into this tiny square besides a Medical College. Th
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  • Travel
    Team Kalamwali | 22-Jul-2019
    - BY NEHA AHUJA.     Travel is what soul is to a body  What makes you feel alive  Travelling reduces days and add experience  Photos , memories always remind me of good times and encourages me to travel more often  A perfect place is that which doesn't remind me to miss my home and feels like it was always your home You know the place more than locals . You have tasted all the food out there and still hungry for more. Travelling lets you meet new people and I can listen to their endless stories   For me travelling is something which I can't describe in such small paragraph it's a lifetime experience   
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  • Living the Dream: in the Home away from Home-Part I
    Team Kalamwali | 22-Jun-2019
    Living in the Dream: In the Home away from Home - Part 1  - By Gautam Govitrikar     To a casual observer, he was just another Indian kid flying to US for his Masters, leaving friends and family behind. But there was something else that Sushil Nadkarni was leaving behind:  an unfulfilled but promising cricketing career.   Little did he know what fate had in store for him.   After finishing his Masters in Austin, he moved to Houston in 2003 and was pleasantly surprised to find a strong cricketing culture.   “I did not know how many cricket clubs there are in the US. There were quite a few people who knew about my cricketing past and they approached me to play for their club,” said Sushil in an interview I conducted over Skype. “I never thought it would lead to something as special as leading the USA Cricket Team”   Sushil went from strength to strength and soon was selected for the USA team. Amid a period of turmoil, he became the
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  • A Touch of Green
    Manasi Bhosale | 01-Jun-2019
    We underestimate what a little touch of green can do for our well-being. Connecting with nature makes us feel happier and more alive. So true then, that the restorative benefits of greenery can be felt even when used in small doses.   It is not surprising that one of the top 10 trends of 2019 (although I believe it never goes out of style), is to add an indoor tree in a room. Plants add a touch of life and make the space look fresh and cared for.   Indoor plants or house plants can completely change the aura and feel of your home. They can do as much to a room as do other accessories. Plants brighten up empty, awkward spaces, liven up dead corners and accentuate large walls. If chosen carefully and artistically displayed, house plants can add the creative layer a home needs. The softness and warmth that plants bring can make your place feel lived-in and loved.   A few tips to keep in mind -   Think about the space The choice of the plant relies hugely on the space you want to pl
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