Amazon Prime Video’s Tandav is worth all the hype. Watch it for Saif Ali Khan and its stellar cast, the parallel it draws to our political landscape, and the intriguing drama that sucks you in.

The Mumbaikar has the strangest kinks that involve a bhutta, a fast train, and Lonavala’s Tiger Point.

We’ve all had that adda. That neon sign flashing loud in the dingy street crawling with mice and drunk uncles. That dimly lit interior reeking of puke, heartbreak, and freedom, all at once. It amazes me to think about how one spot within four walls has witnessed so much of my life.

Our loved ones live on in us and in our memories, but they also live on in the little and not-so-little things they leave behind. Discarding the things that belonged to my mother and father has been a wrestling match between sentimentality and practicality.

When my breasts first arrived, I didn’t quite know how to handle the sudden puberty-induced baggage. As they grew ambitiously in high school into the 36D terrain, I developed a hunch to make them less conspicuous. I thought I’d stop worrying about them in my 30s, but now we are fighting gravity together.

The minute a couple tie the nuptial knot, their relatives descend upon them and start demanding a baby. When they’ve had one, the family begins chasing them for the second one. Thank God for the “Hum do, humare do” slogans and overpopulation problems, or else this would continue ad infinitum.

Captain Vijender Singh Gurung was captured by Pakistan during the 1971 war. He spent nearly 13 months in captivity. This is his story.

The average Gujju salivates at the very mention of undhiyu, hunger and childhood nostalgia kicking in at once. In a state famous for its dhokla, fafda, khakra, and khandvi, it is the haughty undhiyu that has a national day of its own. But is the hype worth it?

Jallikattu is loved and revered for its excitement and aggression. The underlying sentiment is not that of love for the bull or for your Tamil identity – it was personal glory and a big boost to your masculinity.

People in Assam believe in lingering. We believe in slothful, listless days. Even months. Safe to say, years.