A (social) earthquake of epic proportions rocks Geeta’s colony. A girl in the neighbourhood has eloped with a boy from another caste. The aftershocks will now be felt in every other house in the area.
Hi, my name is Sri Vamsi Matta, or simply Vamsi. I am a Bengaluru-based theatre artist who has been involved with the theatre fraternity for over a decade. Post my graduation from the Indian Institute of Science, Bengaluru, theatre became an integral part of my life and a full-time profession.
This young man has passed the board examinations, but the real challenge is to resist his family’s pressure for arranged marriage. Here’s a tale of confusions, anxieties, and frustrations that go into the making of a man finding his voice.
Tilottama says the inspiration for the graphic narrative Do You See What i See?! comes from a co-learning space where we all feel safe while exploring our curiosity unconditionally.
The Marwari family mocks both Achuki’s aspirations as well as her mother’s lack of a formal education. Will Achuki be able to reason with them or is negotiation the only way?
Rafina’s parents call her a free bird. What happens when this free bird goes back to her nest and investigates all that helped her ride the wind? Wearing the heavy hats of both filmmaker and daughter, Rafina asks tough questions to her parents amidst birthday cakes, cows, and abstract drawing books in this autobiographical documentation.
With her incessant quips and repartees, Achuki lives up to the meaning of her name in this playful narration. She is a young girl frustrated with her family and the larger Marwari Bania society. Unsure whether to scream or sigh, she wonders, “When will mindsets change?”
The development of Urdu prose and journalism and the parallel agenda of social reform in 19th-century Hyderabad played a vital role in setting the ground for the emergence of the Progressive Writers’ Movement a few decades later.
People find a way to be nosy about others’ business everywhere. But there is one question that particularly disrupts Khushi’s peace of mind every single time. Like a pinch of salt on an old wound, the question has different answers as Khushi walks around in the streets of Lucknow.
Hyderabadi women have been writing in Urdu since the second half of the 19th century. This in itself is not unusual; for, women in other places as well, such as Bengal and Bihar, were writing around the same time.
