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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year
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But in the afternoon, my limbs began to feel heavy and I felt alone again. The future frightened me so much I began to cry. I did not know what was going to happen to me. I felt that everyone must be laughing at me. My head began to fuzz over. Sitting in a chair, I began to cry copiously. I wept on and on until my breath began to catch in my throat.
—Sachin Kundalkar, Cobalt Blue tr. Jerry Pinto
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inmyworldblr · 1 month
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Gandha (2009) | dir. Sachin Kundalkar
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some-one-blog · 1 year
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Cobalt Blue 2022 - Sachin Kundalkar
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hauntedpearl · 2 years
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when sachin kundalkar said:
"Have you picked up some habits from me? Do you draw circles with a finger on your thali when you've finsihed eating? Do you, every once in a while, squeeze shaving cream on to your toothbrush? Do you sleep with a knee drawn up to you, the bedclothes kicked away? Do you fold the newspaper neatly and put it where you found it, when you're done? Yesterday, when a cobalt blue smudge of the wall ended up on my hand, I wiped it on my trousers without thinking."
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anyaaforger · 2 years
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if I see one more bitch call cobalt blue an Indian remake of call me by your name, it's gonna be on fucking site bitch
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cinematopeia2 · 2 years
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Cobalt Blue | Azul Cobalto 2021 Sachin Kundalkar
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mubiss · 5 months
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Cobalt Blue
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desi-lgbt-fest · 11 months
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Hi, any recommendations for desi queer books and/or fanfiction? June is coming up and I want to fill my shelves up with as much queerness as they will hold :p
There's Ruth Vanita who has written non fiction books on Indian queerness.
There's Cobalt Blue book by Sachin Kundalkar.
There's Kari by Amruta Patil (graphic novel).
Ismat Chughtai is a famous author for having written queer stories.
I found a list on Goodreads for Indian Queer Books but I cannot ofcourse vouch for the selection. The list is called 'Queer and Indian'.
Other than that fellas and folks, any recommendations from your sides???? I know there's some amount of RRR and SOTY fanfiction.
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celluloidrainbow · 2 years
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कोबाल्ट ब्लू | COBALT BLUE (2022) dir. Sachin Kundalkar When young aspiring author Tanay and his free-spirited sister Anuja both fall for the enigmatic paying guest at their home, the structure of a traditional Marathi family is shaken to its core. Based on the book of the same name, written and directed by the author. (link in title)
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sulfurousmirrorscapes · 10 months
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you seem well versed in marathi language, can you recommend me modern day books in marathi that i can enjoy? i don't mind the genre but I'm a teenager so most of the marathi literature is hard to pick up for me (although i respect it immensely) i believe literature, music and active pop culture is the best way to promote a langauge rather than giving speeches at political venues. I'd like to read more of your own work as well because i saw a post and it was amazing! it's fine if you can't recommend anything too!
p.s. i love your language blog
I don't know enough about Marathi literature to recommend you anything!
I think the closest I know is Cobalt Blue by Sachin Kundalkar, who also directed its film adaptation. It's about a brother and a sister who fall in love with the same man, and it was released in 2013.
You're absolutely right about pop culture being the best way to promote a language, and I wish Marathi had a more active diverse pop culture scene. Maybe in time? I'd love to help in any way I can!
Thank you so much for your kind words about Survive to Read! You can read more of my literature over at Sulfurous Dreamscapes and its associated substack Sulfur Dreams!
Thank you so much for sending me this! ❤️
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somerabbitholes · 2 years
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HELLO~ Do you have any media that basically encompasses that quote that goes like “The tragedy still happened, but it was important that the love was there”? It could be fiction or nonfiction! Thank you have a great day!
helloo, i love questions like these, give me more! here are a few —
a little life and to paradise by hanya yanagihara — the former because i think it’s beautiful in how it imagines kindness alongside the pain; the latter because it’s about people choosing hope or life or love or anything in different places and times against everything else
normal people by sally rooney — a little, in that it’s beautifully aware of love ending
just kids by patti smith (memoir) — mapplethorpe died young and just kids is patti smith writing about him and their relationship and it’s beautiful
cobalt blue by sachin kundalkar (trans. jerry pinto) — whose characters are recovering both from love and its ending
em and the big hoom by jerry pinto — about a family dealing with the mentally ill mother and her eventual death; it has a really nice texture to it
tin man by sarah winman — about two boys who form a bond when they’re children and what happens to it as they grow older; it’s a slim book but very effective
happy reading!
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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year
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The house is quiet. I’m alone at home. For a while, I basked in bed in the shifting arabesques of light diffusing through the leaves of the tagar. Then I got up slowly, and went down to the backyard, and sprawled on the low wall for a single moment. The silence made me feel like a stranger in my own home. I walked around the house quietly, as a stranger might. The chirping of sparrows filled the kitchen. The other rooms were quiet, empty, forsaken.
—Sachin Kundalkar, Cobalt Blue tr. Jerry Pinto
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peachypaddys · 11 months
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ten frames.
cobalt blue (2022) — dir. sachin kundalkar
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some-one-blog · 1 year
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Accurate enough !
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Cobalt blue 2022 - Sachin Kundalkar
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desimoviereviews · 9 months
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Aiyyaa: Cute Movie, Confusing Logic
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Let’s talk about Sachin Kundalkar’s Aiyyaa.
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Meenakshi Deshpande, an outspoken and imaginative girl from a conservative family, chases after the man of her dreams while avoiding an arranged engagement/marriage put together by her family.
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I can already feel this is going to be a long post. And not in a good way.
See, here’s the synopsis from Rotten Tomatoes (which is the synopsis that pops up on Google when you do a quick search of the film).
“Meenakshi is a drama queen who falls in love with Surya, a Tamil actor. Although she is engaged to another person, she still dreams of getting married to Surya.”
So naturally, I thought this movie was a fleshed-out story about Meenakshi, who is a fangirl, chasing after an actor named Surya and they both fall in love while her parents are setting up her arranged marriage (the music videos did not help in aiding this delusion)
But I wasn’t even close. In fact, that would’ve been a bit more interesting than what the film actually delivers: cuteness, but confusion if you think too hard about the logistics.
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Surya is a painter who is given a few lines at best. Also (maybe it’s because we see everything from Meenakshi’s point of view) it doesn’t seem like he’s that interested in her the entire movie until the ending. You see little hints, like him dropping his handkerchief so she could wipe her tears. But, nothing else. I think the director was trying to mimic an actual crush, but it came through for me as Meenakshi daydreaming about a man who isn’t interested (I get you, girl).
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Let’s talk about the other elephant in the room: Meenakshi STALKING this man. I understand the obsession, the fake scenarios in your head, and even talking to people who know him because you’re trying to get close to the guy. But not only did she follow him to his house, she:
Interacted with his mother and lied about her actual identity
Stole a shirt from him to smell his scent without him knowing (although you later find out he did know)
Oh, and let’s not forget the detail that she followed him all the way from his house to the incense factory at the end of the movie because she was “curious about him”. I get this movie is supposed to be feminist-forward (she takes charge of her own love life instead of succumbing to an arranged marriage), but I was too distracted by her actions to acknowledge the "women taking agency over themselves" message.
Stalking someone you “like” is definitely creepy no matter what gender you are.
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Aside from that, the dialogue was a bit lackluster. One of the only bright sides is Meenakshi's rant (found here). However, the rest was cringy, especially the "Main daru nahi peeta, nahi peeta, nahi peeta" and the "Main bhi nahi peeti, nahi peeti, nahi peeti" lines (I had to pause after I heard that and force myself to keep going).
The soundtrack, composed by Amit Trivedi, lives up to the plot's wackiness and was possibly one of two things that saved the film (Rani was second). But from the man that released “Navrai Majhi” (English Vinglish) and “Jhallah Wallah” (Ishaqzaade) the same year, this movie’s soundtrack underwhelms a bit for me. This was more because I only remember two songs out of the whole set and not because he made mediocre music. The songs are:
Dreamum Wakeuppam (to my South Indians, I'm sorry but it's catchy as hell)
Sava Dollar (Lavani)
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The movie is 152 minutes long (2 hours and 32 minutes). If you want to watch a movie that you don’t have to think too hard about, this is it. Stream Aiyyaa on Netflix, grab a snack, and enjoy!
Do you agree or disagree? Let me know in the comments!
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rmahapatradas · 8 months
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cobalt blue
once you asked me to soap your back. i took off my t-shirt and rolled my trousers up to the knees. i washed your back and then came out, rolled my trousers down again and put on my t-shirt. then i sat down at the table and began reading.
i realized that i had gradually stopped going to the station road, stopped visiting chat rooms. and this despite the fact that we didn't hold hands for days. as i sat there reading, i glanced back to see you standing at the mirror, drying your hair. it occurred to me then that the change had happened to itself, on its own. you were there all the time. you were mine alone. or so i thought.
in my head i united our names, inscribed them on a brass plate and attached them to a mahogany door that you had carved. our door was the most beautiful in the entire building. everyone would know what a creative person --- with a bright, cool, clear mind --- lived behind the mahogany door. when we discovered that we wanted the same colours on the wall, we high-fived each other. but it couldn't have been any other way. i hadn't given much thought to colour before you came into our lives. you wanted a wood floor; the last room would be your studio. our doors would always be open to our friends: some theatre people, some artists.
when aai and baba dropped in on us, a surprise visit, they always wondered why we took so much time to open the doors. that was because we had seen them through the peephole and we'd rushed about, taking down the nudes you'd just finished from the walls. and as soon as we opened the door, one of them would say, 'why does it always take you hours to open the door? why lock the door anyway? who's coming to steal your stuff?'
on her way to put down all her dabbas in the kitchen, aai would add, 'now that you're doing all this, the least you could do is learn the wipe the counters properly, no?' then she would wipe them herself.
- cobalt blue by sachin kundalkar, translated from marathi by jerry pinto
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