Watching Aiyya was like eating a Marathi missal with South Indian dosa, they taste good separately but together… Nahhh.

The mute button of TV remote control finally found its utility, when parents would embarrassingly use it, to avoid kids listening to them.

This was perhaps one of those dreams…..I sat , thinking to myself – “Lagta nahin hai dil mera ujade dayar mein”. I was missing my idol, my God, Mohd. Rafi.

The other day I happened to try and list out Rafi Saab’s songs alphabetically by picking up Only 1 song beginning with each of the alphabets.

Long Live Dev Saab. You can abbreviate it as LL Dev Saab. Dare you not write RIP, as Dev Anand is a restless soul.

You don’t need a Santosh Sivan to shoot your film, nor do you need an AR Rahman to compose the background score. Just pick up a handycam and do it yourself – the trial and error way. A large World is waiting to see your story.

More than 70% of the time, we are cleaning up others mistakes. Even the so called progressive film directors do not hesitate to exploit us. Yes we just don’t get our dues, be it remuneration or appreciation.

Aparna Sen never followed any fashions or trends in cinema nor did she answer stereotypical expectations as a female filmmaker. She defined her own answers for the eternal question: what is cinema?

With due credits, or no credits to the “original”, every film-maker gets an idea from somewhere. Recently, there was a mail making rounds that Avatar was a remake of Vietnam Colony – a 1992 Malayalam film.

The first half an hour of the film was enough to make one feel guilty for applauding at dialogues of Once Upon A Time In Mumbai, hailing Rajat Arora as
the best dialogue writer ever born in India.