Jayant Kaikini

Apr 4, 2024 | frontline.thehindu.com | Jayant Kaikini |Tejaswini Niranjana |Khorshed Deboo |Suhrid Sankar Chattopadhyay

Each day, as I traverse the streets of Mumbai on foot, I cannot help but take note of the ordinary and the mundane: young boys posing for group selfies after a day of euphoric cricket at Oval Maidan; police personnel feeding stray cats outside the City Civil & Sessions Court; the homeless using discarded barricades from Metro construction sites to create makeshift kholis (shelters). These vignettes of anonymous lives create a psychogeography, conjuring up backstories.

Feb 23, 2024 | deccanherald.com | Jayant Kaikini

Gulzar is neither a name nor an adjective. Gulzar is a space that has nourished our sensibilities for six decades. He has uplifted cinematic images with his imagination and resonance as well as given a new rhetoric to Hindi poetry. Enduring the wounds of partition, his strife for human relationships turned his art into a way of life. Gulzar means a garden of flowers. In this garden, it feels like the plants are conversing with one another, swaying in their own silences.

Feb 5, 2024 | scroll.in | Jayant Kaikini |Tejaswini Niranjana

Through the window of a hospital, the sun usually looks like a flower. But this hospital on the third floor in a lane near Charni Road Station didn’t seem to have windows at all. Just rows of cots in a narrow room with wooden partitions. Above, a huge fan like the wing of an old airplane. It was dark even during the day. The dull tube light burned through the day and the night. If you thought there was a window and went near it, all you would see was the wall of the neighbouring building.