Sach kehte hain buzurg log. Good things don't last. Jhalak Dikhla Jaa 5 — that entertaining, A-class celebrity dance show has gone fat and foul. Though it arrived last week with a heavyweight, and heavy-set, judges’ panel, and two new anchors, one of whom (Manish) is very funny, the ensemble of celebrity dances looks like it’s the next season’s Boss line-up that’s lost its way. Sach kehte hain buzurg, good things don’t last.

Mostly I find Kunal Kohli’s films very annoying, none more so than the Aamir Khan-starrer Fanaa where he just wouldn’t stop the sher-o-shairi. The only Kunal Kohli film I sort of enj

Gangs of Wasseypur is neither grand nor great, but it’s a lofty affair. Writer, director and producer Anurag Kashyap’s two-part magnum opus saunters confidently, like a film one ought to like, demanding a certain kind of viewing and viewer — patient, attentive and indulgent. Its obsession with telling its copious story and the attendant arrogance in telling it the way it wants to are both impressive and trying. But like many lesser magnum opuses, Gangs of Wasseypur is tedious because Kashyap has bitten off more than he can chew. So while I feel respect, I don’t have much love for GOW.

I had a nice little plan. To get into Jhalak Dikhla Jaa 5 mood, I was going to watch Aasman Se Aage (Life OK), a show that throws sharp-sharp light on reality dance shows. Iss show ka concept bahut jana-pehchana hai.

We have come to expect elevating experience when Vidhu Vinod Chopra, Rajkumar Hirani & Friends invite us for a film. Some of our outings with them have been practically levitating (Lage Raho Munna Bhai for me), and others incredibly memorable (Munna Bhai MBBS and 3 Idiots).

Aaj-kal na main dar-dar bhatak rahi hoon. You know why? Because I feel jilted, cheated, made ullu by Ektaa Kapoorji.

If you love this country, I am certain you have had moments when you’ve wanted to drop to your knees, look up at the sky and scream. Perhaps your moment of mourning came in February 2002, when Gulbarg Society burnt. Or on November 27, 2003, the day NHAI's 30-year-old Satyendra Dubey was killed. Or in 2006, when M.F. Husain left this country. Or exactly a year ago, on June 9, 2011, when he died in another country...

Wah! What a week it has been. First toh, Sunday ko, Shah Rukh Khan did cartwheels of various varieties and then his wife dissed him in public.

Aamir Khanji must be feeling good after he so badly daraoed the dowry demons last Sunday.

Indians have a thing for khandaans, and nowhere more so than in politics and, of course, Bollywood.