Gully Boy’s characters — not just Murad, but all the angry, hopeful, listless, fighting, restless people that crowd his world — refuse to be silenced or ignored. They don’t speak “our” language, but by God, they’ll have their say.

On its maiden trip to Varanasi from Delhi, Vande Bharat Express was not left damaged. There were no attempts to steal the fixtures, or break the windows. This behaviour has flummoxed Railways officials who have begun an investigation into the matter.

Pixar’s short film Purl is a commentary on bro culture that thrives at workplaces. It is a story that most working women today know all too well, where they devise ways to be “accepted” in offices often dominated by men. But why should women have to dress like men or crack crass jokes to fit in?

No matter how educated or urbane we get, women are still asked in interviews whether they plan to get married or start a family soon. Our roles in our homes are considered our duty, not an achievement. And like Joann from The Wife, we’re mandated to serve our husbands, not our dreams.

Anandi Gopal is the retelling of Dr Anandi Joshi’s struggles, her fight for the right to dissent and for gender justice. Hundred and forty years on, her trials strike a chord. Her story is still relevant as we grapple to declare marital rape a crime and debate over women’s entry into places of worship.

Earphones aren’t just about commuting or powering through your workout. They’re no longer an accessory, but an essential. You need a pair to block out everything that doesn’t matter – and a little bit of what does.

The fact that in the wake of the Pulwama attack, the media chooses to amplify the voices shouting the loudest and most reactionary statements, like Kangana Ranaut, is regrettable. But at least we know that there is another, more tolerant way, as we saw with Sania Mirza.

An attack like Pulwama will naturally elicit concern and passion, as it should. But even our anger, our hostility has to be carried out by men and women who have families to come back to. Let us always remember that.

While trekking in Ladakh, I find myself buried waist-deep in debris. This is it, I tell myself. This is how I’ll go out, amid the oversold beauty of this high-altitude desert, as a slight disappointment to my mother and no book contract. I leave behind a flimsy legacy of FabIndia kurtas and Nicobar dresses.

In the backdrop of the Pulwama attack, whose freedom of expression should we be concerned about? We don’t shut down the folks propagating #TerrorismHasAReligion, or journalists who purportedly declared Aligarh Muslim University, a “university of terrorists”. But we shut down people like Amol Palekar.