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Here’s Why Super Simple Songs is my GO TO Youtube Channel for Kids

  As the pandemic restricts my child and more like him from experiencing school life, good vocabulary and concept based learning helps him more than online school As a parent, I have been fiercely against the use of screen time for children. When I had Prithvi, my 4-year-old son, I chose to not use videos beyond 15 minutes. No doubt, it was difficult as we are a nuclear couple . Our focus was on making him interactive and not dependant on screens alone. But with the Covid 19 Pandemic, the world has turned upside down. Prithvi has had no school beyond a tinny voice calling out to kids through a poor Internet connection. The ‘learning’ bit in online schooling for nursery and preparatory kids amounts to very limited knowledge. It doesn’t focus on conceptual development.  So I have had to use screen time to develop his learning curve, and also to bring in a spirit of play while he learns. Youtube kids networks are often used by parents as a way of tackling the child while they ar...
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Park time and Play with Prithvi Brings Back my Childhood

My son, Prithvi, had just begun attending play school in 2019. He loved every minute of going there, after about a month of crying and sniffling when I would leave! And then came the pandemic. Covid 19 lockdowns meant I could no longer take him outdoors. My son speaks very little. He couldn’t quite express his confusion at being forced to remain inside but he felt it deeply. Our last year of living in Mumbai, where homes are small and the rent is high, made his life even more restricted.  Recently we have moved to Noida, in Delhi NCR. The city provides ample space for children to step out. I have a young girl who lives with us and her primary job is to be his playmate. Missing out on school and not having kids around is unhealthy for a toddler, so I have made it a point for Soni to be around him. So while most prefer to send kids outdoors when the sun is down, we’ve taken our time to savour the sun in the day time across different parks. Soni and Prithvi make for a great park time ...

Waiting- what it means for an Indian cinema journalist

This friday, a very interesting film is up for release here. Waiting- starring Naseeruddin Shah and Kalki Koechlin, has a beautiful, humane story at its heart about two people waiting for their better halves to recover in a hospital. Not so, the saga of waiting for film journalists in India, at least. It’s a mix of tragedy, comedy and the kind of frustration that makes you want to hit a stranger on the street, or spray ink on the ‘star’s face (when the wait finally gets over). Here are a few instances of waiting that I shall carry to my grave. 1. While ‘waiting’ for a Khan to turn up for a big ticket news channel interview, in a mosquito infested movie studio, we struck at the blood suckers and delved deep into Ayurvedic classification of human beings. This had been a pastime during a day of banishment by our glowering, angry editor for ‘being entertainment’ in the newsroom. Nupur from my team and I figured out that indeed, we were Pitta people (attuned towards acidity. No surpris...

Georgia On my Mind

I woke up sweating, and heard incessant rain beating down on the windows of our humble hostel room. I  realised  there was no electricity! Once a norm in my life as a child in Uttar Pradesh, and a college student in New Delhi, my city slicker existence in Mumbai has spoilt me. I simply couldn’t believe a capital in Eurasia would have no electricity. In a state of slumber, I walked downstairs to the reception to find out more. It was 630 AM, and the part time student/ receptionist told me most apologetically, that heavy rains & snowfall had ensured Tbilisi loses power! Repairs were on. All around me, as dawn broke, well-endowed babushkas, the commonest tourist in Georgia, were sitting outside their hostels, shaking their heads & muttering. Curious, I asked the worried receptionist what were they saying. Shrugging his shoulders, he said, they debate if life was better before or after the Soviet Union, their favorite subject for all weathers. Only a month before...

Why general angst against JNU students worries me

As always, it’s been a while since I wrote a blog. I am scrapping out a few minutes this morning to put this out, for I believe it’s important. Tons have been spoken and debated around the JNU students (or non students from outside) and their sloganeering. For a natural born cynic with little faith in politicians of any colour and a complete, holistic disconnect from anyone who dabbles in politics, I steer clear of the wrong and right. However, what has concerned me, are the underlying colours of extreme Right wing beliefs and values that have popped up online, on social media, and in multiple urbane conversation circles. To my rather visual imaginative mind, its like spotting neon coloured saffron underwear beneath a sheen of 'education', sophistication and prestigious Engineering/MBA degrees, which leaves a rather unappetising taste in your mouth. While in our free country, and that’s why, messy, chaotic, absolutely beautiful country, what you wear under your pants is ...

The ‘Brand Empowerment’ Joke

Deepika Padukone is in the eye of yet another digital storm. She has lent her (gorgeous) face & (mellifluous) voice to a new Vogue Empower video. One that offers a range of choices that go beyond the confused consciousness of a middle class girl like me who always thought she is empowered; and mostly never made any of those choices. At the onset, some smart critiques on this video are already out there. One on FirstPost (which can safely be renamed FirstCynic) and a second on TheLadiesFinger make entertaining reads with valid arguments. I prefer to call my piece an observation (that question and contrast the ‘choice’ observations) of this video. And my core argument is that at the heart of this Vogue Empower video is the deep set sociological difference between the privileged makers &  women who feature in Gloworm, black velvet beauty in this video; and the average middle class working women of this country. I don’t write about the poor here, that’s a wholly different ...