The Cinema Edition || This time, we attach wings to him. It’s Amrita’s idea. Once in a while, she hits upon something actually good. Dev looks wonderful like this, spreadeagled on the divan with one wing crumpled under his back and the other brushing the wall, wearing his oversized t-shirt and nothing underneath except the thigh highs. Continue reading
I took these photographs in the old city of Jodhpur, when I was there for a few hours. The blue was overwhelming but fascinating. I wanted to hold it all in my hand. I wanted to turn into Steve McCurry for just those few hours. But this is what I got. By Shubhdeep Kaur Shubhdeep … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ She dove in – a stream of Sunlight – through the open window. A dance with the curtains, a sweep across the room. Slowly, she lazed over my crumpled bed sheet, like a drowsy cat, ruffling the blue and yellow flowers on it. (The same flowers that a bee once thought … Continue reading
Life is beautiful, that’s what I believe and every soul has that unique beauty. Husna means beauty and we are surrounded by beauty. There is a group of people who love themselves more than anyone else – their beauty lives forever. They call themselves Hijra but for me they are Husna. They believe they are … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ Ayush describes this series as having “no preconception of what is to be shot, but both Shreya Menon and I were ready to go out fail and learn something. After shooting outside and getting tired we decided to go in a restaurant and eat something. We found this restaurant where there … Continue reading
An Edition of ‘Ease’ april 26th, 12:56pm The sun is bright. It is a summer afternoon, and the warm rays are shining in through the window. I tried to draw the curtains shut, but the wind doesn’t allow for them to stay in place. It is a cool breeze, a soft breeze. The mesh of … Continue reading
Volumes and vessels. Recesses and rooms. Shallows and shadows. Mosques and minarets. Cathedrals and chambers. You’re an echo without an origin. You’re the volume of a vacant vessel. You’re the magnificence of monuments, you’re a broadway show amidst yellow city lights and a silent history amidst ruined sculptures and incomprehensible scriptures. You’re the blood on … Continue reading
