Maybe it’s the Shepard tone trick, if you don’t know about it, please do read the medium blog on Hans Zimmer’s shepard tone here . And then watch the film again. It’s Hans Zimmer’s sheer brilliance, at the time I saw the film, which by the way, I think, is…

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*Spoiler alert if you have not seen S3 E1* I have been fascinated by Westworld. Primary reason— the narratives weaved between technology and consciousness, with humans and hosts. Westworld offers a peak into another type of future, where it’s not just humans against nature, but nature + hosts against humans…

This cannot go on. We’ve trashed you planet Earth. We continue to do it. In the midst of the COVID 19 crisis, I sit here and wonder — is this a slap from the universe? Earth is silent, but her actions speak for themselves: Humans, stop fucking it up! You’ve…

While #Covid19 slams your vacation plans, work plans. Millions are at risk struggling in a shattered health system. There is anxiety — social, economic, health, environmental. We’re going to buzz constantly with something new falling apart… breaking down. No, this is not a rant piece. I am here to talk…

I am going to write this review a bit differently. As it’s a mix of how we treat history and regions, including in our own country. I have not been to Dakar, Senegal. My only reference is reading Ousmane Sembene’s God’s Bits of Wood, a tale about the railroad strike…

Parasite: the ultimate class war film I live in India, South Asia. I don’t have to go too far to look for a class war. It is happening everyday, every minute. It begins at home, and we carry it outside. …

Expectation and Disappointment After a few instances with people around, my expectation-disappointment equation is still seriously out of balance. I can’t seem to get my head around how to reduce expectations, maybe I am too overcome with the emotions tagging along with disappointment. Maybe, I am not able to think…

The Memory On a quiet night in July You sat in front of me. Holding my hand, caressing my fingers, telling me how lovely it’s going to be. It was hot and humid, I could feel the sky struggling — to rain or not to rain. In my mind, I was struggling — to kiss or not to kiss, the temptation was high, the moment was right, but it seemed too good to be true. My hands frozen, my heart pounding. My eyes welled up, a tiny little tear rolled down my cheek. I lay on the couch, while you sat on the floor, all this while looking at me with your dreamy and soulful eyes.