…A woman’s tale…or better still, a hobbit’s tale…Breathless that I am after whatever that has happened to me in the last 4 weeks, I am now in a state of finding “Roti-kapra-aur-makan”…yes Makan…jeno makhon…I am leading a strange deconstructed life…how do I feel? Numb? Maybe. Busy? Yes. Angry? Definitely. Feel good? Hmm. Suffering from Diaspora? Maybe…Seems like the evolution of Indian Cinema: kisan (numb), labour (busy), angry young man like Bachchan (angry), hum apke hain kaun and other happy endings(feel good), Pardes and the Desi Generation PREJUDICED BLUES (Diaspora)…
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