I am committing sacrilege by writing about a Marathi book in Ingrazi (English.) My justification is that I am writing for the off chance that some bilingual person who has lost touch with their roots is inspired to revisit Marathi literature. After taking that high moral stand, let me come to a book grounded in …
“I HATE it when a season ends in a cliff-hanger! Don’t the producers understand that we binge-watch for a resolution, not for continuance! If we can wait a year for the next part, can’t we just wait a week for the next episode, why binge watch, why release all episodes at once?” I ranted out …
Watching a movie twice in a theatre is the ultimate endorsement of a movie, and Adha-dhun compelled me to do so, for a simple reason – due to the modern invention of ‘the mobile phone’, my viewing of the piano-dead-body scene was highly interrupted. The scene is probably an iconic scene, in due time it …