Log kehte hai “Be a man, Don’t be so sensitive, Get a stable job.” Axe India believes there are no rules to being a ‘real’ man. Ayushmann Khurana and and NaezyTheBaa! with Sunil Chettri, Dharmesh Yelande, BeYouNick & Shashank Arora got together with Arré to show you how to #MakeYourOwnRules instead. Teri Life, Tere Rules, #AbTeriBaari

Like Veer and Zaara’s love story, the movie’s music stands the test of time. “Main Yahaan Hoon” became the ballad for an entire generation. Fifteen years on, it makes us pine for eternal love even when we find ourselves in an age where regularly liking someone’s Instagram posts is the zenith of commitment.

The next world war will be fought on the internet. Pick your side. Watch Episode 1 of A.I.SHA My Virtual Girlfriend Season 2.

Swara Bhasker might be one of those rare celebrities in the country whose trolls follow her actions even more closely than her fans. But between her using an expletive for a child on a talk show, and her haters descending on her en masse, the four-year-old starts looking like the most mature person involved.

There are a few occasions when I examine my faith. A faith kept alive by tenuous connections like my relationship with my grandfather, the last of the Sikhs who came from Pakistan and created lives out of nothing.

In an interview from 1999, which has gone viral today, Bal Thackeray said he would never join hands with Sharad Pawar. Getting the CM’s post then would be a short-term victory for Uddhav, but if the Shiv Sena is perceived as having turned its back on Bal Thackeray’s legacy, the win could be a self-defeating one.

Here’s what it’s like to be thirty-five, from my point of view. No kids, but a flat that we run with admirable orderliness. Instead of doing tequila shots, we do juice detoxes.

Milap Zaveri’s Marjaavaan is yet another pointless outing, based entirely on the idea of finding an excuse for two overgrown man-childs to glare at each other while threatening murder after every five minutes without actually doing anything.

There are many today who seem all too willing to hold Panditji guilty for all of life’s ills. But Jawaharlal Nehru is a man who escapes easy definition, and perhaps strove to definitively remain just that — a man; not a saint, nor a saviour, and not in the very least, a self-appointed chowkidar.

Chief Justice Ranjan Gogoi will go down in history as the man who led a bench of judges to resolve one of the most important cases in India – the Ayodhya dispute. Gogoi, who will retire on November 17, has never shied away from taking difficult decisions: He was among the four judges who revolted against CJI Dipak Misra in January 2018 and was driving force behind the controversial NRC.

In an era of celebrity diplomacy, few actors have the courage to laugh at themselves, fewer even to laugh at the idiosyncrasies of the industry they belong to. That’s where Om Shanti Om stood out.

Throughout her career, Juhi Chawla has consistently played women who are funny and boisterous. The typical “giggly girl” stencil set by Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak, was a weapon that Juhi Chawla wielded with perfection. But Ek Ladki Ko Dekha Toh Aisa Laga is final proof that she is no ordinary actor.

It has been three years to demonetisation. Can we just ignore statistics and facts, and look at the good things demonetisation gave us? Sure, we are still waiting for ₹15 lakh to be deposited to our bank accounts, but the economic literacy of the country shot up faster than Delhi's air quality index.

It’s naive to assume that the makers of Pati Patni Aur Woh didn’t predict the backlash to the rape joke. Like the success of Kabir Singh shows, in 2019, every denunciation is actually a win for a film. The fact that we’re rewarding Pati Patni Aur Woh with our attention is its own payoff.

Before I got on social media, I used to think that there were a few things most, if not all, Indians could agree on. Chief among those was the idea that everybody knew that the man who killed Mahatma Gandhi was a Bad Guy. Once you come online though, you realise that Nathuram Godse is a polarising figure who still commands a vocal following.

I picked Portugal for my bachelorette – it sounded way fancier than the very plebeian Thailand. Invariably, the day would dissipate from being a quest of discovering a new city, to an endless tirade of “The local market is trending online, so we will have better photo-ops!”, to “Why can’t we just laze by the pool – my pedicure hasn’t received enough justice yet!”

Despite its glaring flaws, Amar Kaushik's Bala stands out for packaging its grand ideas in the language of small-town India. The film underlines how incapable men are to withstand the cruelties of unreasonable beauty standards that they have heaped on women for centuries.

Sam, the genius app developer is secretly building his own perfect A.I app. What happens when Sid, his boss from hell, finds out?

I’m in a relationship where my partner’s happiness is a constant reminder that they have something that I don’t. There are two ways this could go: Either I can feel inspired, and try to walk down the same path. Or I can start hating him for it.

I read somewhere that men thought about sex every seven seconds. How was I so different?

Last year, Tabu stood out with her exemplary act in Andhadhun and this year her presence single-handedly redeemed an Ajay Devgn film. Tabu doesn't need a hyped comeback to make us realise that when you are so good at your craft, you never really go away.

Everyone on LinkedIn seems to be deep in the throes of a never-ending professional orgasm. And they’re not afraid to bellow their pleasure out from a digital rooftop: Made the long list for the best beauty blog award given by a website that didn’t exist until a month ago. Got invited to speak on a panel discussing digital disruption in in 2020.

I tried to be rational when I found out that my father was having an affair. But I was only drawing more lines for him to toe, for his halo to remain untarnished.

I remember clutching my father’s finger as we made our way through the crowd at the Golden Temple. My head was covered with mother’s red dupatta; I was clenching onto a ₹100 note for dear life until I managed to slip it inside the donation box. That was always my “duty” and I would take it very seriously.

Like Harry Potter, my biggest dream is also to be the chosen one. I’m ardently waiting for the day when the waitstaff at an Indian restaurant decides that I – instead of my male companion – am qualified enough to be handed the bill after a meal.

India is saddled with an education system that is a vestige of Britain’s industrial revolution, which churns out efficient workers, not innovative thinkers. If analyses from UNICEF and NASSCOM are to be believed, the bulk of our graduates are unemployable. We’re a country desperately in need of education reforms.

After my divorce, a trip to any gynaecologist routinely involved invasive psychoanalysis of my answers to their queries about the separation and my means of coping. Seeking a non-judgmental gynaec seemed like an exercise in proving that unicorns walk the earth.

Living as a fair-skinned man in India is bit of a head-start, but can lead to some pretty awkward moments. As a child, I was repeatedly cast as the only girl in a play at a boy’s school, and in Hyderabad, a man who wanted to take a picture with me, asked me, “Which country?”

My sweet child, delicious as he looks in his turban, isn’t even half-Sikh. And yet, at a very deep level, a sardar is what he 100 per cent is. Why is that so important to me?

With a new Lok Sabha Bill, the practice of triple talaq might finally be on its way out. But the games, it seems, have just begun. The impact triple talaq has had on public discourse, and the number of voices on opposing ends, underscores the different facets of the conversation.