The Indian Trumpet

June 12, 2020

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by Reema Bajaj

Old Bollywood numbers are ringing on the Indian telly as titles of routine soaps!

The good ol’ TV never fails to surprise us especially when it comes to the lack of creativity and innovation. The unexciting soapy situations on the idiot box continue to revolve around saas-bahu revenge plots, re-marriages, rebirths, memory loss, generation leaps, etc. but what has got us questioning the dearth of creativity this time around is the TV crew’s act of adapting old and new Bollywood songs as their show titles. Yes, the days of every Indian soap suffering from ‘K’ mania (courtesy Ekta Kapoor) are over and have given way to the names of the shows being adapted from…

June 11, 2020

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by Sanket B Jack

Phir bhi dil hai Hindustani!

desi emotions

When Sachin Tendulkar retired in December 2012. It wasn’t only the end of a career but the end of a religion, which the people had been passionately following for over 23 years. Sachin has not made just many fans over the years but diehard, core fanatics. When it irks us, we give ourselves a moment to mock and laugh. Then, we stand up and fight. – The Indian Trumpet’s Debut Edition So who will win the BIG ONE in 2014? Will it be the silent leader or the outspoken kid? Will it be the calculated Kumar or the aggressive Modi?…

June 9, 2020

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by Suzanne Sangi

India, to the place I belong

Bharat Darshan, desi emotions, Uncategorized

India. The first thing that comes to my mind is the variety and spontaneity that it offers. Be it a festival, marriage, pooja or cricket match the buzz of the events in India makes you stop in the middle of a bustling street to simply stand and stare in fascination. A true blue Bengaluru lass I have been born and brought up in the city and that too under the simultaneous influence of two very unique cultures, my mother being Mizo and my dad a Tamilian. It is an amazing feeling to be able to relate to two different cultures…

March 17, 2019

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by Purva Grover

To the winter sun

desi emotions, My Dubai, Nostalgia

Each winter as I open the trunk and smell the warm clothes that have been aching to be worn I think of you: the winter sun. I think of the ways you would fool with me, showing up only when you please. I lie in my cosy bed detesting the thought to leave because I know that when I’ll draw the curtains and look for you, I will lose in this game of hide ‘n’ seek. But soon I push myself to leave the behind the cosiness of my warm blanket and get ready to face the chill. I slip…

March 13, 2019

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by Purva Grover

Just another day in India

desi emotions

Ever wondered how blessings look, feel? Is it only in temples, mosques, gurudwaras and churches that blessings are bestowed? Or is it touching the feet of an elderly that brings us these? Does a blessing lie in the smile of a child, a hug by a mother, a nod by a stranger? Perhaps, yes. Today, look around. Count your blessings — that are hidden in our mundane routines, lives. On a recent trip to home, New Delhi, India, the author made note of all the tiny blessings in her life — the daily, mundane lives become worth it because of…

December 27, 2018

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by Chandni Lahoti

Dubai is the best place to ‘live in India’! Agree?

Bharat Darshan, desi emotions

Dubai is a destination where many people ‘like’ to move not just from India but other countries as well. A lot of my friends in the UK and US often express their interest in moving to Dubai, a place that has best of both the worlds, home & abroad. The power of both ambition and need that tempts and compels an individual to leave home and head to Dubai amazes me, makes me wonder and leaves me in awe. Before I boarded the flight to Dubai I had asked myself why I was willing to leave behind my family, home…

December 26, 2018

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by Prachi Grover

Can the humble & exotic Indian spices really tempt a sweet tooth?

Food, Indian Belly

My mother dry roasting Indian spices to make garam masala that later she would pound in the white marble mortar and pestle, which would be sprinkled on many a curry. Sugar, spice & everything nice! Indian spices on the dessert menu is the sweet news this season. – The Indian Trumpet’s Debut Edition My grand mum would leave the juicy ruby red pomegranate seeds out in the sun and leave them to dry for days to make anardana, which we would later enjoy in each bite of our allu parantha (Indian flatbread stuffed with potatoes). Our neighbour Mrs. Chellapa, would…

December 25, 2018

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by Beth Watkins

“It’s not my habit to yell actors’ names out loud at my TV screen when they enter a film but that is my customary greeting for Pran!”

70 MM, Bollywood

It’s not my habit to yell actors’ names out loud at my TV screen when they enter a film but that is my customary greeting for Pran, 2013’s winner of the Dada Saheb Phalke award. Although he is known best to many film fans as one of the all-time great villains, he’s not someone I love to hate, the way I do, say, creepy Jeevan, wild Amrish Puri, or hammy Ajit. Pran is an actor I love to love because he is, simply, just that: an actor. He’s never cardboard and never sleepwalks through a performance, even after more than…

August 13, 2018

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by Delna Prakashan

To my Godrej Almirah, with love

desi emotions, Trumpet Lead

I stepped into the living room packed with mourning men and women. The air was potently infused with sandalwood incense jabbed into oiled coconut halves left burning from various corners. In the middle of the room, lay my grandmother covered in white soft cotton – still and lifeless. People from everywhere came to pay their last respects – they shed a tear, shared a memory, whispered a prayer and chanted a mantra for the soul’s peace.

August 13, 2018

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by Namrata Manghnani

As a child, did you ever follow the rules of katti-batti?

desi emotions, Trumpet Lead

Before friendship bands became the ‘coolest’ form of offering your friendship to someone, there was a fad of ‘katti/ batti’ in the early ‘90s. This method was as fast and easy as ABC, and it didn’t require a Friendship Day! If you were mad at someone, you could ‘break’ your friendship with a ‘katti’ (unfriend) instantly; in order to patch up with them, all you had to do was say ‘batti/ buchchi/ abba’ (friend).