Miss Chamko
All good things – they say – happen by chance. In the space of ten days I saw Deepti Naval on large screen and on the stage. How in the minimum screen time in Mirch Masala she conveyed the frustration and helplessness – despite being the village mukhiya’s wife – with her eyes; that feeling off oneness with the women held in captivity, through that one look from behind the window. That defiance when coming out of home and banging vessels or walking her daughter to school for the first time! Amidst the stellar cast of the movie she shone; she did not come out and hit you all of a sudden but she touched you and stayed with you. I was reminded of an article I had read some years ago that hers are the only eyes that can cry and laugh at the same time on screen. It has been her eyes – over the years – that have taken the audience to her ( on screen ) world then. Be it Chasme Buddoor – which with a group of friends I recall enjoying more than few times – as...