Nirbaak review: A Shocking Experiment Ahead Of Its Time (And Not For Everyone)

As I walked into a theatre for the star-studded premiere of National Award winning director Srijit Mukherji’s Nirbaak on a hot Friday evening in Andheri; I decided to keep my fondness for some of his earlier movies at bay. I had mixed feelings and expectations after watching the trailer; so I settled down on the comfortable sofa and let the film do the talking.

So, what’s common between a dog, a tree, a corpse and a narcissist? The answer is love — silent love. Love binds these four stories together by a common thread, in the form of Sushmita Sen. The hyper narcissist, played by Anjan Dutta is the story of Samson, an old loner who is so self absorbed that he smooches as well as masturbates to his own reflection. He spends hours looking at the mirror lovingly, appreciating himself, taking really long luxurious soapy baths and then spraying self with half a bottle of deodorant to last a lifetime. Continue reading

Petrichor.

petriThey were never meant to be. And they knew it.

Smoke. Loud music. Hazy lights.

They were standing in one corner of the club, giggling and guzzling down beer. Her eyes shone like a bright star. The multi-coloured lights created abstract patterns on her face. He looked  into her kaleidoscope eyes. Continue reading

Trip down Mumbai local.

It was raining incessantly. Bombay rains. They never stop. They are unusually white and misty. It blurs your vision. Makes you dizzy if you stare outside for too long.

I was perched on top of the window seal of my little rented Borivali apartment, and gazing outside. There was a smoke lit up, and I was puffing absent-mindedly. He creased his forehead and gave me a disapproving look and went back to photoshopping photographs on his laptop, as I threw my head back and laughed.

All this looks like just yesterday, when I first shifted to Bombay. Continue reading