“Small towns are the breeding ground of Indian men to produce more men. Daughters are dowry, menstruation, and questions of morality if they are violated before the nuptial night,” writes Bishweshwar.
“The fear and darkness of the regime slowly grows on you, but empathy and tenderness are never far behind,” writes Vidya Bhandarkar.
“The chapters may seem disjointed, even reading like short stories in an anthology, and yet, at the end, they are brilliantly connected, like silken threads woven in an elaborate stole,” Krishna Sruthi Srivalsan writes.
“We are yet to find a Hrishikesh Mukherjee in our times,” writes Prakash Gowda.
“Is ‘No Parking’ a metaphor? Is this how Sharmila Aravind, PeeVee and Hamsavardhan visualise the title of their latest exhibition?” asks Hari Doss.
“B.A. Pass is not about sex. It’s a reflection of a society with limited financial security,” writes Akhil Kakkar.
“One Sunday morning, Swarathma set out to use their music to draw attention to the trees which were proposed to be chopped down to make way for a mall,” writes Rashmi Pai-Prabhu.