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The number of times I have watched Disney’s Jungle Book as a child is countless. That was a time when it seemed like I had befriended Bagheera and Baloo. I felt Mowgli was the luckiest boy on earth. Who would dare harm a kid who had a panther, a bear and elephants for friends? Shere Khan and Kaa were scary but the cartoon made me fall in love with them too. I used to try waking up Bagheera to throw Kaa down the tree and wait for Shere Khan’s screen space with Kaa. Why? I eve

Do a Google search on cancer survivors; the results are numerous. Do we check for the tragic stories? I don’t think so. It’s not that we don’t care; it’s just that we rightfully seek hope. But hope may not always take shape of how we know it to be. My Sister's Keeper is a verdict to that. It’s amazing how we force ourselves to stay positive, be supportive and not lose hope - to motivate and help a loved one fight terminal illness. We need to get them to believe that it’s not

When I was much younger and dreamed of the woman I would be someday, I always saw myself driving my own car. To think of it now, I really don't know how I pictured that dream back then; I grew up in an era when not many women even cared to be behind the wheel. Anyway, that's what I pictured; and that is how I commute today. Today, we are in an era where almost all girls take driving classes. It has become almost as staple as it used to be to take typewriting classes in the pa

Yes, Pink has amazing performances. Every scene, every act and every move in the movie is well-taken and well edited. Scenes with and without dialogues are equally powerful. But, Pink stands out in the box office because there is lot more to it than great performances. The message it conveys and the manner in which it is conveyed is truly exemplary. When I was watching Pink, I was reminded of: A friend who was totally uncomfortable staying with a girl who had many guy friends

H ere I am trying to write about Anjali Menon’s latest flick, Bangalore Days; thinking what do I write? What is there that nobody knows? In fact, owing to the very many excuses that my life is tagged to at present, I am probably among the last of the malayalee crowd to have seen the movie. There are people who have called me, singing in their praises and enquiring why I haven’t written about it yet. And most of them were shocked to realize that I hadn’t even watched it. E ver

W hen I first saw the promotions, I wondered why Disney chose to cast Angelina Jolie as Maleficent. Not that I ever doubted her acting caliber – the lady can pull off any kind of role. But yes, I still did wonder. And so I watched the movie. Trust me, nobody else would have looked so perfect and at ease with those horns, heels and gown train. T he action sequences, the deep voice and definitely the looks – she fitted them all. Now, those of you who haven’t watched the movie

A couple of weeks back, I was in conversation with a group and the topic was memories of getting drunk. It’s ironic how I contribute during such conversations, owing to the fact that I have never tasted alcohol till date. Thanks to my creative brain and fantastic college crowd, I've heard and seen such amusing incidents, that I never had to taste it to know what it is to get high. R ewinding to the 1995-2000 era - many a conversations around those cups of coffee, or beneath