Her lines are crisp, her walk divine and her dance is an expression of liquidity blending with the music thus bringing about the perfect harmony of expressions.

Monday evening 8.45 p.m. I drearily brave the thundering and copious rain to trudge up to my parents’ house, to pick up my daughter who stays with them post school.

India is a country that is identified with its deep-rooted culture and tradition. The West recognises us as the land of gods and spirituality.

It was a rare privilege to watch a nine-hour-long performance of Kalidas’ Shakuntala, a contemporary version of the ancient theatre art form Kutiyattam, directed by Gopal Venu under the aegis of the N

If Greek philosopher Heraclitus was right in saying, “Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play”, most of us are busy climbing the staircase backwards.

When one admires the Taj Mahal, the great Pyramids of Giza (man-made wonders) or even the Bugatti Veyron (one of the most expensive cars in the world) one is awestruck at the sheer opulence.

Perhaps nothing quite prepares you to see a garland, of `5 notes ,carefully coerced into a neat pista-toned wafer whimsy decoration.

Each August I look forward to one particular phone call; the one that invites me to be part of the Bandra Zonals.

Watching Begum Ka Takia again at the NSD was like going back to a time when the NSD Rep. Co. had actors like Uttara Baokar, Pankaj Kapoor, K.K.

I woke up in the midst of chaos. Hanuman just skid past carrying the load of Sumeru on his palm.