Sunanda Pushkar-Tharoor died before spilling the beans…

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The Supreme Court (SC) has analysed section 113B of the Evidence Act with, “If it is found that the husband had harassed the woman for dowry, or treated her cruelly, the court shall presume that he had caused her death.

But Shashi Tharoor doesn’t belong to the ‘cattle class’. A husband belonging to ‘cattle class’ may find himself behind bars and his family may face harassment for years but Shashi Tharoor belongs to different class, the ruling class.
Besides retaining his portfolio, Shashi has even been appointed one of the spokesperson of Congress Party and the mysterious death of his wife Sunanda Pushkar-Tharoor slowly gets pushed into inside pages of newspapers.
Domestic violence, a politically soft term for ‘wife beating’ has certainly played a role in Sunanda Pushkar-Tharoor’s death. Shashi Tharoor’s version doesn’t match with the statements given by his staff and the injuries on her person points to domestic violence.
In fact, more details have emerged in Sunanda Pushkar case. The ‘few injuries’, ‘not related to her death’ are over a dozen on both her hands and arms and a ‘minor bruise’ caused by a ‘blunt force’ on her cheek.
There are witnesses, including Congress spokesperson Manish Tiwari, who have confirmed that the couple fought bitterly for 72 hours – most of the time in public. They were fighting over Shashi’s ‘affair’ with Pakistani journalist Mehr Tarar. Sunanda had obviously hijacked her husband’s e-mail and twitter accounts, had come across the incriminating tweets and mails. She posted some more on his account and created a mini-scandal.
She took the fight to Mehr Tarar, accused her of being a Pak Spy – an allegation that could have cost a Minister in any other country his job – and scheduled a talk with several TV channels.
All hell broke loose!

The marriage of convenience

In an obvious reference to IPL controversy, Sunanda also talked about taking ‘the crimes of her husband on her head’. Marriage itself seems a part of ‘cover-up’.
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(Not so) Pretty Lies of Bollywood

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Even as the film stars do their nautanki – like Salman Khan gets just 10 percent of his income and that he signed his first cheque 5 months ago (as credible as his claim of being a ‘virgin’ at 48) – and we just smile at the half truths and pretty lies that is an inevitable part of Bollywood, a rather sinister aspect of Bollywood lies goes unnoticed.
Everything about Bollywood is as fake as a six hundred rupee note featuring Madhubala in front. But this here is the story of intentional lies, fraud, tax evasion and perhaps violation of FEMA (Foreign Exchange Management Act).
First the shocker and then my story.
The shocker: With visible pride YR films announced last week that their Aamir Khan-starrer Dhoom3 created Bollywood history with gross box office collections that touched a never heard figure of Rs 500 crore worldwide, a first for any Indian film.
But YR films have paid only Rs 5.5 crore as advance tax! And when the dust settles down they would pay, may be, another 5 crore, employing what is described as ‘Bollywood accounting’.
It is the same with the entertainment tax.
It has been a boom time for Bollywood with the growth of multiplexes. 3 Idiots collected Rs 227.13 crore
Krrish3 made 300 Rs crore though an over enthusiastic Rakesh Roshan claimed the collections to be Rs 500 crore!
Shah Rukh Khan claimed that his ‘Chennai Express’ had broken the record of !3 Idiots’.
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Mohan Deep on ‘Sakharam Binder’ (Now in English)

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Vijay Tendulkar’s ‘Sakharam Binder’ was among the plays that hit the headlines as ‘controversial’ when it was banned in mid-seventies.
I considered this an over-reaction of an insecure government that provides Z plus security to politicians who recklessly offend sensibilities but bans thought provoking books, plays and films. I have a grouse as the same government refused to give the censor certificate for my historical fictional play set in emergency period ‘Nehru and the Tantrik Woman’ but I won’t go into that.
Dr Rajesh Nahar, an Oncologist based in USA who has left a flourishing career in medicines, like Madhuri Dixit‘s husband Dr Sriram Nene, for a career in acting plays the protagonist. ‘Sakharam Binder’ has been played by actors as versatile as Nilu Phule, Amrish Puri and Kulbhushan Kharbanda!
It was Rajesh’s choice of the play that I was tempted to meet the cast as they rehearsed in a basement of Filmalaya studio. But I had also seen how classics have been murdered in the recent years. Sanjay Leela Bhansali had murdered ‘Devdas’ and also some other murder attempts I don’t to mention now.
Rajesh zeroed on Yogesh Pagare, who has spent two decades in theatre and TV as an actor, writer and director to direct ‘Sakharam Binder’.
Yogesh is directing a Hindi movie ‘Ek Tha Hero’, to be released in mid-2014, and was game to direct Vijay Tendulkar’s play. Rajesh Nahar is good at several languages though it doesn’t matter as this play is in English.
It was he who brought Sharbani Mukherjee in the picture.
Sharbani is a part of the huge family tree of Sashadar Mukherjee which has branches like Joy and Deb Mukherjee, Kajol and Rani Mukherjee among many others.
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Sharbani started with a role in ‘Border’ and also did ‘Mitti’ with Salim Akhtar who made the debut film of Rani Mukherjee, and has done a dozen films including two Malayam films.
Tanuja too has done films in different languages,” Sharbani tells me as I observe the similarity in charisma around her and other Mukherjee girls. It will be a pleasure to watch her on stage.
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Kejriwal, Faiz and Sahir

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Arvind Kejriwal is the aam aadmi who repeats the promises of the communists from sixties that they didn’t keep. Political pundits are skeptical but the youth, which has not witnessed the betrayal by the communists, seem hopeful for a change. He may have sung Pradeep’s ‘Insaan ka insaan se ho bhaaichara’ but has inspired filmmaker Anubhav Sinha to post Faiz Ahmed Faiz’s, ‘Hum dekhenge / laazim hai je hum bhi dekhenege / Who din ki jiska wada hai / Jo loh-e-azal mein likha hai.’
But I remembered Sahir Ludhianvi ‘s ‘Woh subah kabhi to aayegi
Two great poets! Both echo similar thoughts. I love the poets but don’t know whether we can trust the politicians.
Arvind Kejriwal travelled by Metro and, once upon a time, George Fernandez stepped into a BEST bus to get down at Azad Maidan to give his speech to the Municipal employees. George had got down from a Mercedes at Metro and his chauffeur followed the bus for one kilometer. He was a socialist who could be comfortable with BJP and corruption.
Yogendra Yadav has confirmed that the AAP is indeed socialist.

Here are the two poems:

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Robert De Niro’s Chaperone raped by editor of Tehelka

I’m changing the heading:

Robert De Niro’s Chaperone raped by editor of Tehelka

The first person account of the victim

I am reproducing the letter the 24-year-old lady journalist wrote to her Managing Editor Shoma Chaudhri.I am not adding any comments:

The Letter

On the night of 7th November 2013, the opening night of Tehelka’s Think festival, I had discharged my duties for the day as the chaperone for Mr Robert De Niro. As it was Mr De Niro and his daughter’s first night in Goa and at the festival, my editor in chief Mr Tarun Tejpal accompanied Mr De Niro, Drena De Niro (his daughter) and I to Mr De Niro’s suite to wish him goodnight. (As his chaperone, my work was to be available all day to Mr De Niro and Drena, take them sightseeing, make sure they were well looked after in Goa and at the Hyatt – until they retired to their suite at night. )
As we left the suite, Mr Tejpal and I were in conversation — I have known him since I was a child, he had worked closely with my father who was also a journalist, and after my father’s accident Mr Tejpal had always been a paternal figure to me. He was responsible for offering me my first job, and was always just a phone call away whenever I needed his advice on a story or life. His daughter, Tiya Tejpal and I are very close friends as well.
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Pataudi – Nawab of Cricket

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Book Review: On the eve of Sachin Tendulkar’s retirement, I review a book about another ‘Nawab of Cricket’ who too played and retired at his own terms.
Though I am not a cricket buff, Mansoor Ali Khan Pataudi has always fascinated me.
He was the Nawab of Pataudi, or, Tiger or Tyg to friends. This is why I picked up “Pataudi, Nawab of Cricket”, a book edited by Suresh Menon with, a foreword by Sharmila Tagore.
Here was a real Nawab, though without the privy purses and the title, but with a definite air of royalty. I’d even thought of Pataudi when Padmini Kolhapure planted a kiss on the cheek of Prince Charles, the Prince of Wales.
His marriage to Sharmila Tagore interested me. Here was a true-blue Nawab, who was marrying an actress, an actress whose family tree connected with Rabindranath Tagore. She had debuted in a Satyajit Ray film and had ‘shocked’ the world (the world that was interested in such things) by wearing a two-piece bikini and more important, was a Hindu. These people seemed to belong to a world that was way different from the world of Syed Shahabuddin and LK Advani.
I believe that their marriage added to their stature.
What impressed me was the stories about Pataudi losing his eye and yet bouncing back to become one of the greatest captains and cricketers in India. There might have been more details in some books, and if there was one I think “Tiger’s Tales”. I missed reading it. It was only from the articles that paid tributes to him after his death, that I learned more about him. I read every account, and forgot about it.
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The Dying Indian Book

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Authors don’t crib about editors and publishers in their columns. It has to do with the survival instinct. This is why I took notice of the recent column of Vanita Kohli-Khandekar. Writing in Midday about her experience, she lambasts the entire community of book editors. She had written one-third of a book and now thought of approaching some book editors and publishers. She had a hard time fixing a meeting with the editors of Penguin India, and even after she got an appointment, she had to wait for 45 minutes before she could meet the bored-looking book editor. Within two minutes of listening to her, he told her that “Short stories don’t sell.” She had a similar experience with at least three other people who were ‘rude, unresponsive and put her down’. Vanita is not some tyro author. She is the writer of ‘Indian Media Business’ and writes at least two columns, one each in Midday and Business Standard. And if a lady with her background had this experience, the fate of a tyro writer can only be imagined. Like she says, the publishing industry is staring at annihilation, if not extinction, because of this attitude. Yet, according to Vanita, the editors working for the publishing houses don’t care, are incapable of reading and running through several manuscripts and book proposals they get every day, and they are not trained. Not surprisingly, the most successful books have not come from regular publishers but from self-published authors or small publishers.
I have known this for a very long time.
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I’d go several steps ahead and compare the bunch of editors in Penguin, as well as in other bigger publishing houses, with the army of salesmen in malls and the waiters in the mushrooming coffee shops – uninterested, untrained, insecure and jealous. You can see them huddled in one corner of Croma or Reliance, or other outlets where the ‘boss’, two rungs above the huddled staff, was once a part of this group.
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“The Perfect Groom” is a woman’s journey towards being her own person

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I don’t normally review books on my blog but I start with the review of Sumeetha Manikandan’s novella “The Perfect Groom”.

“The Perfect Groom” is a woman’s journey towards being her own person

Sumeetha Manikandan’s novella, “The Perfect Groom” brings the old world charm of the novels written in seventies and before and yet is set in modern milieu; partly in India (Chennai and Mumbai) and partly in the strange country US. It is a rather difficult theme to handle for a first time author and but Sumeetha has tackled it very well.
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Sam’s Story – A chapter from “The Five Foolish Virgins”

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My novel “The Five Foolish Virgins” has been selling like proverbial hotcakes. Here is an extract from “The Five Foolish Virgins” available – one of the chapters – Sam’s Story.

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Sam’s Story

By the time I reached Bandra, it was eight in the evening. The old, decrepit building of Bhabha Hospital on the opposite side looked a little better in the darkness: darkness hides all the flaws. Continue reading “Sam’s Story – A chapter from “The Five Foolish Virgins””

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Just b’coz RGV can make a movie…

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Yesterday, I’d an interesting visitor and if I’d more time, I’d have spent more time with her. 
She is the younger sister of a celebrity, much married scandalous model-type, who made news with her unconventional lifestyle. She had nothing except a mixed up philosophy that shocked the timid middle class and provided good copy, gossip and tidbits to glossies. Of course, being a woman willing to expose and talk about her intimate affairs helped. 
The lady, in her late fifties or early sixties, who came to me looked like her sister, dark, fat and old. She had said that ‘she had written a book’ and wanted guidance about how to go ahead with it. I didn’t mind meeting her.
It wasn’t a novel. It was to be ‘her legacy’ (her pompous words) before she departs. I won’t mention the subject. She thought it was important enough to interest housewives. 
Interestingly, the lady has never written anything in her life. Nor is she into reading. 
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