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Browse the Archive →Gattaca turns thirty next year. Its version of the future feels less like fiction now than it did then — and it's still the most human science fiction film ever made.
A solo trip to the Great Wall on the North Korea border, six strangers hunting for a disco called True Love, and the impulsive travel I should do more of.
Taal, A.R. Rahman and a white Ambassador in Hyderabad in the winter of 1999. The last cassette I remember, and it wasn't even ours.
A forced holiday turned into 160 kilometres through Saswad and Panvadi Ghat on the Royal Enfield Interceptor 650, and an answer to a question I'd been asking for years.
A drunken McDonald's purchase in Dalian, a ninja who turned out to be Red-Haired Shanks, and nine years of him riding in my backpack.
A personal look at ghazals, Jagjit Singh, Ghulam Ali and Urdu poetry, and how songs like Koi Fariyaad and Yeh Dil Yeh Pagal Dil made the timeless beauty of ghazals part of my life.
Amadeus and F. Murray Abraham as Antonio Salieri — the 1984 film I found alone in Bhilai in 2013, and what it understands about jealousy.
Tamhini Ghat on a Royal Enfield Interceptor 650 and a Triumph Street Triple 765 R — five years on the 47km between Paradise Café and Orchard Café.
