They egged him on, laughing their heart out, some dabbing at their eyes to contain the tears, others holding their sides to control their heaving amusement.Read More “Up Up Hands Up! Papa Hands Up”!
As I stood rooted to the spot, pairs in cinematic love flung themselves at me, twirled around me coyly and played hide and seek using me, usually to the beat of some music.Read More Fall from Grace
He was finding it hard to chew the blandness down his throat. His taste buds were crying foul, they attempted to throw some of the vegetation back, but he kept gulping water to wash them down.Read More Shades of Green
I whisper among the plastic chairs that house the AD’s and the scriptwriters. My cries of loneliness echo the walls of the caravans that house the actors.Read More Minor character
One day, I saw a visual I could not comprehend at first. They were shooting out mouthfuls of spit, from over the deck, making a game out of it.Read More A maiden voyage
A few minutes later, amidst howls, screeches and all manner of animal activity that a thousand Pawan Kalyan fans can conjure up, we sat down, waiting for the drama to unfold.Read More First Day First Show
Elsewhere, possibly in South India, the piercing scream of “Last Order” catapulted a bunch of drunks into a passionate calculation. One would think it was the end of the world, the way they sprung into action.Read More Journey to the End