- We are liberated enough to send our daughters to film schools ,but are we ready to accept their decisions about their own life?
- Our society was always ridden with class and caste problems,but why are honour killings rising faster than our literacy rate?
- We take pride in the globalisation of our country but what about the productification(my word!) of women in our media?
- It is nice to have cameras in our phones,safety cameras in our stores,nanny cams in our homes,but are we mature enough to handle the voyeur in our mind?
- When we have hundreds of friends on ****book and 1000000+ scraps in **kut ,aren't we stealing away time from our real life relationships?
- Is privacy only a kind of setting online ?
- Are we a society of scopophiliacs,so hungry for entertainment that we can sell our own private moments for it?
Thursday, March 25, 2010
LOVE , *** aur bahut kuch !
I am no film critic and generally also I avoid passing judgements on other people's creative outputs.So whatever opinion I have about a poem,a book, a film or any other art piece I try keeping it to myself.However ,I do feel like absolving Ekta Kapoor of some of her saas-bahu sins for producing a film called Love,Sex aur Dhoka.Not that its a masterpiece,but Dibakar Banerjee does raise some relevant questions for the Youtube generation.
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