Harini Calamur's Writings
Last Saturday, Nokia India teamed up 3 tech bloggers – Aditya Singhvi, Kunal Gangar, and Nikhil Pai – and 3 non-tech bloggers – Deepak , Tarun Chandel and yours truly – and let us loose in Mumbai with the Nokia N8 –…
My city. Am not quite sure if it is my city of dreams – but it is my city. A crowded, bustling, never stopping metropolis – I have been stuck in a traffic jam at 3 in the morning – yet one…
The kind of stuff that makes you choke over your breakfast. This from the world’s most read English Language Newspaper.
A frame filled with History On the right is the “Gateway of India” – built to welcome King George the V – at the height of power of the British Raj. It also marked the point from which the last British troops…
March 12th 1993. A time when Mumbai was still Bombay. Lokhandwalla was a set of buildings in progress, where gangs regularly went to war. Where In Orbit & Hypercity Malad were rubbish dumps, when the expressway didn’t exist, when Asiatic and Akbarally’s…
Madh Island, Mumbai, is dotted with bungalows that are often used for shoots. They are called shoot bungalows – as compared to the private or company bungalows that dot the landscape. We were shooting for a show called Golden Age, hosted by…
Two very different stories caught my attention today. Both are related to media coverage. One was in the Indian Express by Rajat Sharma, of India TV, quoting a former Army Chief – who had come into the channel to advice producers &…
i was there. it wasn’t a mass of humanity as much as many groups, and individuals each protesting or mourning in their own way. Most people smiled at each other,hardly jostled, kept their space, allowing others theirs, and yet bonding. I used…
this was supposed to be a longish post, till my dad pointed out that “Indian Intelligence” is an oxymoron. It is used for finding out who, in politics, sleeps with whom. There are rumours that India has Intelligence Agencies. Their existence is…