It's fascinating to know that such forthright and bright men and women are today willing candidates for what some say is the outdated 'arranged marriage'. There seems to be a return of this phenomenon, almost in sync with the return of the 78 vinyl record to be played on a stylus.
Ravina Raj Kohli is an international media veteran and is considered to be one of the top 20 women professionals in India. She has 30 years of industry experience that spans television and radio broadcasting, advertising, filming and journalism. Recognized as one of the pioneers of Indian television programming, Ravina is also Indian television's first woman CEO.
When was the last time you went to a party and someone asked you if you were a Hindu? I'd say never. Why then does the question, 'are you a Muslim?', get posed to so many of my friends with non-Hindu names? Which civilised and educated human being can justify asking someone, upon introduction, if he is a Muslim or not? And does it even matter? Well, apparently, now it does.
22/11/2015 4:41 PM IST
Having spent my best years in Mumbai (then it was really Bombay and so much better), it never occurred to me to ask anyone where they "put up". Who cares? Our homes were relatively small and in monsoon-blackened buildings, but most people genuinely added value to others at a "do". Yes, yes, "brand-sponsored events" were happening even then, but then Page 3 was also a real unpaid social destination. You couldn't pay your way to recognition.
08/11/2015 12:39 AM IST
Too many women I know today measure their self-worth by the space between their thighs. "Oh I want to be thin... I need a man, <em>yaar</em>." I don't really think this is about men. It's about other women. What follows is depression, diets and banal discussion. Some work out, some just suck it out. But either way, the thighs start to get thin, so the dresses get shorter. And the lady thinks she is "in".
02/11/2015 12:28 PM IST
I am particularly fascinated by women who are the new serial wives. Their social growth curves are really steep, humbled only by the growth in their personal assets. There is actually a pattern to their progress. Most such accomplished women I know of, who have the unique ability to remain remarried, have started off very young and with simple men who worshipped them...
25/10/2015 8:17 AM IST
We cut our hair, wear clothes that show skin, have multiple sex partners (sometimes even after marriage) and are basically as dysfunctional now as any other society on earth. Somewhere, Indian tradition has given itself away to international television. And the internet. Digital literacy is creating emancipation. Beware, wusses. We women have no intentions of turning back to analogue.
11/10/2015 12:00 AM IST
It is almost that time of year again. Sweaters will leave their mothballed sanctuaries, children will start counting the days until Diwali, and once night has settled in, our living spaces will be taken over by all-new guests screaming, shouting, wheedling, singing, flirting, ranting, raving. And since they're safely trapped in the TV screen (and somewhere in Lonavala), the more drama they bring with them the better. So without further ado, here is my Bigg Boss wish list for this year.
05/10/2015 6:39 PM IST
Marriage in high society today is a bit like a 24/7 convenience store. The basics are always available, but the soul is often out of stock. We have gone through a social crisis in the last decade or so. Delhi, as a case in point, has seen the biggest tectonic shift. From being a city of politics and power it has become a city of new money. Too much of it.
04/10/2015 8:32 AM IST
Day after day during our pubescent years, and mostly over jam and bread after a long school day, my girlfriends and I would be tutored about the importance of the hymen. And not just that it should remain intact until your wedding night, it should also be gift-wrapped and handed to your husband. Our ayah would regale us with stories about how new brides had to ensure they bled, not just faked the pain. It made marriage seem like a death sentence.
26/09/2015 11:10 PM IST
The Hindi language has an age-honoured idiom: <em>naak kat gayi</em>, which means "my nose got cut". Literally translated, of course. If your nose is cut in society, you might as well be dead. Many actions in our society lead to "nose cuts". The great Indian nose, however, stays totally intact in the most astounding circumstances.
20/09/2015 1:07 AM IST
Our testosterone-scripted movies, our regressive but hugely popular soap operas, our lack of focus on women in public life have all contributed to creating generation after generation of males who still haven't realised that women can do more than cook, clean, bear children and take their abuse. Their loss, I say, going forward. Worse, it's our loss as thinking people if we don't tell them.
13/09/2015 8:06 AM IST
If someone has had more impact than you, fellow journalists, even those I hold in the highest esteem, suddenly develop great amounts of morality whilst secretly wishing he or she could have themselves done better. I am sure there are exceptions to this, and I am glad if there are. But I see no evidence of it on air or in my ear.
05/09/2015 9:08 AM IST
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