deepanjana
deepanjana
author & journalist
 
 

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Deepanjana Pal

 
 
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Blog
Fantastic Beasts 2: The Crimes of JK Rowling
Fantastic Beasts 2: The Crimes of JK Rowling

On the plus side, there are baby nifflers.

Shock to the System
Shock to the System

Learn from Jamie, gentlemen. Or why we all deserve better than a dick pic.

Cutty Snark: The Ughs of Hindostan
Cutty Snark: The Ughs of Hindostan

One hundred and sixty-five minutes of my life are gone, never to return. And this is what I get to show for it.

Cutty Snark: Spot the Good Hindu
Cutty Snark: Spot the Good Hindu

Sabarimala is forcing us to decide what we’d like Hinduism to be.

Cutty Snark: The Fine Art of Instagramming #MeToo
Cutty Snark: The Fine Art of Instagramming #MeToo

Indian art — the roost of creepy ‘uncles’ and enablers. Let us give thanks Instagram is around to ruffle their feathers.

Cutty Sark: #MeToo in India
Cutty Sark: #MeToo in India

Turns out, this column is as relevant now as it was when I wrote it, almost two weeks ago.

Cold Press
Cold Press

Gone are the days when newspaper vendors gave you newspapers hot off the press.

Cutty Snark: #BelieveWomen
Cutty Snark: #BelieveWomen

It took two women corroborating Tanushree Dutta’s allegations for everyone to believe her. Until that happened, Dutta was on her own.

Of Nagas and Nagini
Of Nagas and Nagini

Since JK Rowling has got all of us talking about snake-people…

Cutty Snark: Manto and other ramblings
Cutty Snark: Manto and other ramblings

He died 63 years ago, but Saadat Hasan Manto’s words can still give you goosebumps

 

snapshots

Doodle.
Sky light.
Feedback.
The disappearing city.
Please prod @hashimbadani to collect his Making Up Manto photo-stories — which has images like this one — and make an Insta story. Moody neon, shadows thick with secrets and mysterious people who gleam in this unpretty but beautiful, dystopic city. If you haven’t seen and read Making Up Manto, go to Hashim’s feed. Now.
Mumbai, filtered.
Tweetup. (Photo courtesy @aneeshmadani)
Finally, @amritatrip and I have remembered to take a selfie. #NonMillenialProblems
 

short stories

"The satiny material of her burkha shone where it caught the sunlight. It stretched, dipped, billowed and moulded against her body because of the wind. The magnifying glass inched down her form, past the arc of her covered head, along the fluid lines of wind-puffed material. Hadpude didn’t blink. He just looked. His eyes travelled from head to toe, from photo to photo."

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