Compiled by Poorva Rajaram
To meat and greet
Veena Malik is perhaps one of our favourite people ever, for squarely landing herself in the sticky soup of moral policing controversy, so very often. Oddly enough, her possibly not intentional nude FHM magazine cover was meant to create publicity for her upcoming swayamwar show, and seems to be doing just that. However, after much outrage here and in Pakistan, Malik has decided to take a stand and has sued the magazine for 10 crore, claiming the pictures of her were morphed. Now, to move on to the thoughts of her future love prospects.
A decade here and there
Who can honestly say they know what Helen currently looks like? Unfortunately, none of us have seen enough of Helen ageing gracefully to fully blot out her cabaret days from our head. She might have been in some movies from the last decade, but nothing thoroughly memorable. Finally, we all have a chance to re-imprint our brains with a new Helen. She will star in the Marathi movie One Room Kitchen, that releases 16 December. Mahesh Tilekar directs this movie about a Catholic woman waiting for the return of her son from the Kargil war.
Whatever the varying opinions of “how commercial” the International Film Festival of India (IFFI), Goa, is, one piece of happy news has reached us from its midst. 3 Idiots, which has been dubbed into Mandarin, will be released to reach around a 1,000 screens in China. Just the thought that there are other victims (millions?) of rigid and cut-throat education systems out there being deprived of the movie is not particularly comforting, so we await the potential for collective catharsis a movie like 3 Idiots can offer, en masse.
The true meaning of viral, in the world of briskly passed on online videos, is not an easy thing to unravel. What one requires, more than a high view count, is that slightly metaphysical thing called buzz. And accruing lots of video responses to your video is the litmus test of lasting viralhood. Meet Nevaan Nigam, four-yearold son of Sonu Nigam, and cute practitioner of kolaveri-ness. He, along with the female response, the instru mental riffs, the Hitler-anger Kolaveri are some of the complicated delights Kolaveri has wrought upon us.
‘In Benares, you experience life and death together’
WHO Originally from Ahmedabad, Parekh moved to Mumbai, to get enrolled in the JJ School of Art, and is today settled in Delhi. He has travelled extensively to France, Italy, Holland, Germany, Mongolia, Italy and London. His solo exhibitions have been held at National Gallery of Modern Art (1982) and Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C. Parekh was awarded the Padma Shri in 1992.
What is your happiest colour?
Red. Red has a great spirituality and positivity to it. Imagine a tilak on the forehead! It takes you to an altogether another place when you look at it. Also, in our surroundings and our day-today life, we see a very prominent effect of the colour red.
Why is Benares so inspiring for you?
In Benares you see life from birth till the holy pyre. Once I was sitting by Dasaswamedh Ghat during the wedding season. A very young colourfully dressed couple, sporting flowers, came for ganga pujan, tied together by a cloth. Ahead at the Manikarnika Ghat, the deceased had been laid for cremation. They too were wrapped in a colourful cloth and covered with flowers. Experiencing life and death at the same time is only possible in Benares. There is day-to-day life as well as a strong element of faith which evokes devotion.
MF Husain had recurring themes in his art, like horses and women. Do you also have any such themes?
I have the Benares landscape and flowers, which keep featuring in my work. Flowers have such great dramatic quality. I don’t see them in a romantic light; I see their life as a journey. A flower doesn’t know what its fate is. It can find itself strung around a deity’s neck, or be lying on top of a dead body, or be presented to a new born child as a blessing. I find this journey to be very dramatic. It is full of life, full of sexuality, full of spirituality.
What was it like being a guru to your own wife?
I don’t believe that I am a guru to Madhvi . A husband and wife share a lot of things, they share the kitchen, they share the bedroom. The same way we share our workplace. So yeah, we talk about art, but I won’t accept that we have a guru-shishya relation. And now she has moved so far ahead! I think it can be called a comrades’ relationship.