New Ways of Seeing

I watched a Hindi film called London Paris New York   (often referred to as 'LPNY') last night, and was pleasantly surprised with so...

I've had an overdose of this term since the beginning of 2012 (mostly in a good way). From my academic grant applications, to my formal ...

Unlike previous years on this blog when my musings on bygone months happened towards December, the last couple of years have been a bit of a...

When I wrote my piece on memory, migration and MasterChef for Issue Seven of Kill Your Darlings , I mentioned that Poh Ling-Yeow (Adelaide-b...

It recently dawned on me that my living room bookshelf houses nearly everything ever written by Salman Rushdie, Alain de Botton, bell hooks ...

I've just come back from an attempted visit to my sister's college in Bangalore which I shall not name here. Despite being fully clo...

I am trying to make scholarly sense of the coverage of the Indian student attacks (and the "hysterical" reaction to the same in th...

One of my favourite feminist design blogs is shutting shop. Not only will I miss their sartorial inspiration, but also their very useful att...

Just posting this YouTube video of Deepa Mehta's lecture at Emory University on her upcoming film adaptation of Salman Rushdie's Mid...

Last weekend, by sheer chance, I ended up hiring Roger Michell's latest romantic comedy, Morning Glory , which turned out be based on mo...