It’s an interesting tale of a different shoe. Mayawati is allergic to dust. So the interiors of her sprawling bungalow and plush offices have been changed. Sparkling floors have replaced exquisite carpets. I remember her telling me once that she gets the floors wiped at least thrice a day. Read more
It happened over a decade back. But the words haunt me till date. “You convent educated, bob cut girls, what do you understand about Indian politics? Go and live in a village- amidst cows, dirt and dung, before asking me about elections.” Sharad Yadav said to me in a mocking tone. Read more
An animated discussion on electoral issues was on when a young mother startled everyone with her comment.
“The other day my husband said that our daughter would become the prime minister of the country. I was hardly amused. Mothers have big dreams for their children and they want them to be engineers, doctors, IAS or IPS, but not a politician!” Read more
Somehow, I never had a penchant for Qawwali’s. My limited exposure to them was through Bollywood films, which zealously promoted this form of art till say early 1980’s.
The generation of Rishi Kapoor grew up enjoying Purdah hai Purdah from the blockbuster Amar Akbar Anthony. Even today, when Bollywood music buffs are divided between two music icons – AR Rahman and Himesh Reshamiya (is he one?)– I do have friends who go into raptures every time they get to hear old ones like Humen To Loot Liya Mil Ke Husna Walon Ne or Nigahen Milane Ko Jee Chahta Hai. Read more