Anjum Hasan

3 weeks ago | frontline.thehindu.com | Ilangovan Rajasekaran |Vaishna Roy |Anjum Hasan |Neha Sinha

Dream StateEric PuchnerSceptreRs. 999Recommended by Oprah’s Book Club, this novel is described as “at once an elegy to the endangered West, a study of the unholy catastrophe of marriage and a tender ode to the enduring beauty of friendship”. ___What’s Your Price, Mr. Shivaswamy? M.R. DattathriVikingRs.599Both a gentle satire and a moving human drama, this novel set in contemporary Bengaluru has been translated from Kannada by the author, M.R. Dattathri.

3 weeks ago | frontline.thehindu.com | Ruchir Joshi |Meena Kandasamy |Vaishna Roy |Anjum Hasan

There is a great deal afoot in the Calcutta of the early 1940s, not least imminent invasion by the Japanese army, but Kedar Lahiri, a young novice painter from the uppermost Bengali crust, stays out of politics. He is taken up with the challenge of bringing his canvases to life. Tricky because the city’s human fecundity, its ever-shifting light, its brilliant foliage—“He’s tired of green…. Cascades of green that defeat the eye with their variety”—render the painter supremely irrelevant.

Oct 12, 2024 | outlookindia.com | Anjum Hasan

At Bharat Bhavan - Bhopal's famous, Charles Correa-designed, red sandstone-clad multidisciplinary arts centre - the first person I meet is Yashwant Tekam, a young waiter at the canteen where I've stopped to drink a delicious mattha before taking on the exhibitions. Dressed in jeans and sneakers, and deploying his limited English with wonderful confidence, Yashwant tells me he's actually an artist, with roots in the village of Karopani in the state's Dindori zila.

Apr 26, 2024 | grazia.co.in | Anjum Hasan

Home Lifestyle The Liberating Spirit Of The Disco EraI came of age with disco. I was primed for it, had already accompanied for what felt like years the girl-next- door pop star Nazia Hassan, that song of hers that lit up the early 1980s, Disco Deewane. Was there ever a more convincing marriage of Urdu versifying with the blandishment of the dance beat?

Dec 31, 2023 | scroll.in | Anjum Hasan

What they do best is divide the constricted world. There: war, traffic fumes, lanes full of hungry bitches. Here: bedrooms, soup boiling, 3 am dreams. In the mornings the house is awash with them –yellow – more colour than cloth, less tangible than light. The curtains are an act of selfishness. They turn the house neat, guiltless, middle class;they correspond to our talk about the family, what to cook. The colour conspires in this – safe, domestic yellow,cheaply cheerful plastic smiley yellow.