M.S. Subbulakshmi has inspired many generations, through her divine voice and her rare qualities of humility, compassion discipline and principles of conduct. Her quest for perfection and sincerity of effort were not reserved for the stage. Her own simple lifestyle and donation of most of her earnings to charity were the testament to the person she was. Continue reading
It is interesting how regional authors take great pride in their work getting translated into Russian, German and other European languages – which entails them to limited readership. The same authors hardly put any effort in more and better translations from one Indian language to another. Due to cultural similarities, there is certainly higher reader potential in regional languages. However, there hardly is any work getting translated from, say, Kannada into Gujarati, or from Marathi into Bangla. Continue reading
There is a proverb in Hindi, which translates to ‘knowledge spreads when shared’. Well, isn’t every culture a closed set of knowledge with its language, music, folk tales and values? Moreover, since cultures survive through ages, they go through a lot of trial and error conditioning. Mathematically speaking, cultures have a good amount of empirical backing. Cultures grow, by opening themselves up. Cultures evolve. And evolution seeks survival of the fittest. Continue reading
Life is difficult for pedestrians in Indian cities. It is estimated that around 1.5 lakh people die on the streets of Indian cities every year, and over a crore get hospitalized. In the run for making our roads comparable to that of the developed parts of the world, we have focused too much on the car and bike wallas, and done too little for the pedestrians. Continue reading
Class divide does exist within cities – between the slum dwellers and the ones living in high rise apartments. However, the divide between the urban and rural classes is growing at a much faster rate, and should be a much larger reason for concern. Read my latest article on the-NRI.
There was a time in cinema where almost every film would have a scene where a doctor would make a house visit to see the bed-ridden patient. On his way out, his leather bag would be carried by the patient’s son, and the doctor will stop at the door, and reveal in hushed voice about the patient’s suffering from tuberculosis, or cancer. Those gray haired doctors were accessible over phone and often themselves called the patient, just to know how was doing. Continue reading
If I were to recommend films for children’s viewing, 8 out of 10 films would be from Iran. Iranian cinema is known for its childlike innocence, moral values, rural beauty and poetic elegance. It is entirely different from the western media’s portrayal of post-revolution Iran, which paints a picture of war, repressive mullahs and fundamentalists. Propagandists still argue that the paradox is a direct consequence of the censorship there. The larger picture, however, is much more complex and interesting. Continue reading