indira parthasarathy

Soliloquy knows not political correctness.

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

What Ramayana trailer without even a fleeting visual of Hanuman Swamy?!? Looking forward to the spectacle nonetheless.

[Zak Williams @zakwilliams]

Happy 75th Dad!

Today I'm remembering your weirdness and your extraordinary capacity to love.

And for the folks out there who'd like to celebrate with me, go do something kind for someone. Make someone laugh. Put a little more good into the world.

Love you forever.

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

The better team and all that, I guess..
Good night. #ARGvsESP

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

Yellow card to the coach! That’s a thing?! #TIL #ARGvsESP

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

APPALLING!! Zero shots on target… is that a first?! #ARG

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

Martinez is everything. And by the looks of it, he’ll have to do everything.
#ARGvsESP

[Larry the Cat @Number10cat]

Football fans around the world watching the World Cup Final "half time" show:

[P. Sainath @PSainath_org]

Even by the standards of a country ranking 157 of 180 nations in the World Press Freedom Index, the reaction of the authorities to the ‘Cockroach Janata Party’ is beyond extraordinary. The public response to that imaginative prank should have signalled to them a deep discontent, even distress, among young people. Instead, as The Indian Express reported, it was framed as jeopardising the country’s ‘national security’ and ‘posing a threat to the sovereignty of India.’ Decades ago, the Malaysian lawyer and poet Cecil Rajendra wrote this brilliant poem that captures the idiocy of it better than any pompous editorialising could (not that our ‘mainstream’ media would dare do even that much).

[Helle Lyng @HelleLyngSvends]

Primeminister of India, Narendra Modi, would not take my question, I was not expecting him to.

Norway has the number one spot on the World Press Freedom Index, India is at 157th, competing with Palestine, Emirates & Cuba.

It is our job to question the powers we cooperate with.

[Joy Bhattacharjya @joybhattacharj]

It's World Book Day, this is a story of how one of the greatest works of 20th century literature came to be.
Composer Michael Brown and his wife, Joy once gave a 30 year old girl a gift of a year's wages with a note: "You have one year off from your job to write whatever you please. Merry Christmas."
Harper Lee, an Alabama native who had moved to New York to write was then somehow making ends meet with various jobs, first in a bookstore and then as an airlines reservation agent.
She used that year to write the first draft of 'To Kill a Mockingbird,' first published July 11th, 1960.
It has never been out of print since!

[Om Prakash, MD @ompsychiatrist]

Harish Rana has passed away peacefully at AIIMS Delhi. After 13 long years in a coma, his family finally got a gentle goodbye.

Om Shanti.

As a psychiatrist, I want to talk about something we don’t often put into words.
What families like his go through.

It’s a kind of grief where someone is still physically present… but no longer the person you knew. They are there and yet, not really there.

The face is familiar. The body is breathing but the voice, the connection, the spark… feels lost.

Families live in that space for years. Holding on. Hoping. Caring.
And quietly asking themselves, “What if?”

This is not the same as losing someone suddenly.
There is no clear ending, no moment to say goodbye and begin to heal. The heart stays suspended between hope and acceptance.

Over time, it takes a toll.
Exhaustion. Constant worry.
And sometimes, a feeling people hesitate to admit:
a sense of relief when suffering finally ends.

If you’ve ever felt that, please know: it does not mean you loved them any less. It often means you loved them deeply.

What helps, in simple ways:

Hold two truths together:
“They are no longer the same” and “My love for them is still here.”

Allow mixed emotions to exist. Sadness, anger, relief: these can sit side by side.

Take care of yourself in small ways. Step outside. Speak to someone. Remember them as they were.

And slowly, allow life to move again without guilt.

We don’t talk enough about this kind of grief but many families carry it quietly:
whether in coma, dementia or long illness.

If this feels familiar, you are not alone. Reach out to a doctor, a helpline or simply someone who will listen.

To Harish’s parents: your strength, your patience, your love… it has not gone unnoticed.

Sometimes, letting go is not giving up. It is an act of care.

#HarishRana #MentalHealth #FamilySupport

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

Parenting ke baare mein sune ho..?! 😏

[Karun Pal @karunpal]

Sundays are for self-love. Keep them for yourself. No rushing. No proving. No trying to keep up with the world. Spend Sundays slow. Wake up slowly. Stretch in bed. Stare at the ceiling for a while. Go for a walk. Feel the sun on your skin. Take a long relaxing shower. Read a book in bed. Spend a lazy, cosy afternoon. Music in the background. Cooking slowly dancing in the kitchen. Sip tea in the evening. Be in the moment and watch the sun go down without thinking about tomorrow. Wind down in the evening. Watch a film. Go out driving for a late night snack. Nothing trendy. Nothing fancy. Just slow quiet little moments that nourish your soul. Because not every day is meant for growth or productivity. Some days are just for you. Alone. At peace. Just vibing with your own energy.

[barkha dutt @BDUTT]

What may appear charming in the beginning can, over time, become the very thing that erodes a relationship. Sometimes the most important thing you can say at the start is also the hardest: this is who I am, and these are my boundaries. Draw your boundaries early on in a relationship, said Javed Saab. When he speaks about relationships, he does so with the clarity of someone who has watched generations navigate love, compromise and power. His advice to young women: a healthy relationship is not built on submission but on acceptance, mutual regard and the freedom to say no. Need I say more about why he unmistakably remains our Man of impact. We need more allies like you speaking up for women, @Javedakhtarjadu @WeTheWomenAsia

[Sujit Nair @sujitnair90]

Kerala Story 2

I am completely against banning any film, book, or any form of expression. The right to express is a fundamental human right. I respect it, even when I strongly disagree with what is being said. I believe our society is mature enough to decide what is right and what is wrong, what is good and what is not.

But the right to express also comes with the right to question, protest, and critique. That is the right I am using now.

As a Malayalee, I feel the need to speak when I see what I believe is a propaganda film that reduces a complex state and its people into a stereotype for political and commercial gain. This is not about suppressing art. It is about protecting dignity.

Let me introduce a term. Lacre. Lazy creative.

Lacre is when something is presented as creative work but lacks depth, research, imagination, and integrity. It is not made to explore truth or tell a powerful story. It is made to ride a wave. It plays to the gallery. It senses the mood of the majority and amplifies it. Not because it believes in it. But because it sells.

When you play to the gallery, you do not need courage. You need timing. You use anger, division, fear, and slogans. You align with power. You make noise. The audience reacts. The box office grows. The creators profit. What happens to the social fabric or to the people who are portrayed unfairly becomes secondary.

One simple way to identify Lacre is to see whether it ever challenges the dominant narrative. Does it question the majority view, or does it simply echo it? If it always flows with the strongest current, chances are it is not art. It is strategy.

In India today, popularity often comes before process. In cinema. In sports. Even in education. Align with the dominant ideology and you move ahead faster. The need to align sometimes becomes bigger than the need to create something honest.

Kerala has always been a state that values debate. We take pride in our literacy, our political awareness, our social indicators. Yet when we are mocked, misrepresented, or reduced to caricatures, our response is often divided. Sometimes we even support narratives that hurt us, as long as they hurt someone else more. In doing so, we forget that the damage is shared.

Ask yourself this. If Malayalees were seen as a community that would firmly defend its reputation, would a film like Kerala Story be made so casually? And a sequel released around the time of state elections? Would this happen so easily with every other state? We are often taken for granted. We rarely respond in one voice.

This is not about being defensive. It is about self respect.

I am aware that debating such films also gives them attention. But silence also sends a message. I would rather speak and risk adding to the noise than stay quiet and accept a narrative I believe is unfair.

To my fellow Indians, I say this. Learn to identify Lacre. Do not reward content that feeds on division. Do not encourage hate driven storytelling in the name of entertainment. We have already seen how hatred can build political careers. Let us not allow it to define our cinema, our classrooms, or our playgrounds.

Creativity is one of India’s greatest strengths. Culture is our real power. Identity is not something to trade for quick popularity.

Think about what we are encouraging. And think about the long term cost. #keralaStory2 #Lacre

[Joy Bhattacharjya @joybhattacharj]

Love is.... ripping your husband's vests.
Daddy, like all good middle class Indian men of his time, wore the standard white sleeveless Indian vest. And like all vests, they tended to get a bit thin and holey after a bit.
Every once in a while Daddy would be sitting reading his paper and ma would steal up from behind and see if she could get a finger through one of the holes.
If she could, she would let loose a blood curling scream and start ripping, shouting triumphantly that she had finally found some good dish rags. Daddy would try and run for it with ma holding on for dear life and all of us children cheering away. Inevitably, the vest would end up as a rag.
One of my most enduring childhood memories.

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

Beautiful! And hallelujah.. there’s a final season!

[Max Gao @MaxJGao]

For @THR, I spoke with @TWHiddleston (!!!) about the Season 2 finale of #TheNightManager. He took a deep dive with me into the psychology of his damaged MI6 agent Jonathan Pine and offered his take on his character's relationships with Teddy and Roxana: https://t.co/v0OBPZcgeB

[indira parthasarathy @daintydimwit]

Such desolate times all around us. And then The Night Manager season 2 ends like this. WHERE ARE YOU, GOD??

[Joy Bhattacharjya @joybhattacharj]

"He died as the victim of his own principles, the principle of non-violence. He died because in time of disorder and general irritation in his country, he refused armed protection for himself.
It was his unshakable belief that the use of force is an evil in itself, that therefore it must be avoided by those who are striving for supreme justice to his belief. With his belief in his heart and mind, he has led a great nation on to its liberation. He has demonstrated that a powerful human following can be assembled not only through the cunning game of the usual political manoeuvres and trickery but through the cogent example of a morally superior conduct of life.
The admiration for Mahatma Gandhi in all countries of the world rests on that recognition."
Albert Einstein

[The Better India @thebetterindia]

He was India’s 26/11 hero, but to me, he was just Papa.

The man who faced terrorists fearlessly was the same man who once brought home a puppy to make me smile.

This is the story of Jui Karkare Navare, the daughter of Hemant Karkare, seen not through headlines, but through the eyes of a little girl whose world changed forever.

A story of courage, love, and the values a father leaves behind.

Watch the full video: ‘Voices of Valour: Families Behind the Heroes of 26/11’.

Credits: Jui Karkare Navare [juinavare on IG]

#HemantKarkare #UnsungHero #Bravery #Tribute #Inspiration

[The Better India @thebetterindia]

They were born in villages where nobody expected them to dream big.

They grew up in silence, learning cricket not by sight but by sound.

And yet, on a warm Sunday evening in Colombo, India’s blind women’s cricket team lifted the first-ever Women’s Blind T20 World Cup.

At the heart of this triumph is Deepika TC — a girl from rural Karnataka, who lost partial vision as a baby, helped her family in the fields, and found a new identity in cricket.

Today, she stands tall as India’s first T20 World Cup-winning captain in women’s blind cricket, leading a team that never let circumstances define them.

Every hug, every brush of hands, every voice calling out in unison that day was a reminder: they were champions long before the trophy came home.

This isn’t just a win in cricket. It’s a victory of perseverance, belief, and proof that light always finds a way—even in the dark.

#DeepikaTC #BlindCricketTeam #inspiration