If you were wondering whether this film was all about pooping and constipation, I wouldn’t dare to counter you. But I would urge you to watch it. Watch it not for those few nauseous moments of highly-descriptive motion-passing incidents but for the simple message it brings to you. In short, the message touches your heart. Bollywood cinema has long lost its ability to make the faithful Hindi-film addict laugh. That is one place where this movie stands out. Piku – You taught me a lot by making me laugh so hard. Continue reading
Shrubs, stones and pebbles were getting roasted under the blazing sun. The vehicle she traveled in threw up a cloud of smoke. A lady in the distance balanced a stack of bricks on her head. She walked barefoot to her workplace, perhaps a few kilometres away. The heat didn’t seem to bother her.
This is a book review. It is not addressed to the writer and does not wish to offend him or anyone. It is restricted to the plot of the book and its stark similarities to the plots of previous books of the same author.
If you haven’t read the book, then don’t read this. It has spoilers. If you haven’t read the book and you are a Bhagat fan, I wouldn’t recommend the book to you.
A Bollywood film on paper. That is how I describe this book. The title seemed a bit intriguing, simply because of the ‘half’ attached to it. But the book didn’t engage me the way I had expected it to. I am a Chetan Bhagat fan. Definitely not one of those who believe that his writing is not good literature because of the simple language. Simple suits me. But this time, I was disappointed. Very disappointed. Continue reading
“I contend, quite bluntly, that marking up a book is not an act of mutilation but of love.”