I have grown up with four siblings- the eldest being 9 years elder to me and the youngest (our only brother) being 1.5 years younger- with me being the fourth child out of five.

From being told that I’m adopted (jokingly, of course) to being loved and cared for, I now cherish all those years I spent with my siblings- The Famous Five- as we proudly used to call ourselves. Now that we’ve grown up and moved away (NOT grown apart) from each other, I reminisce and sometimes sob over all those years of togetherness that I took for granted. Perhaps it’s true, distance does bring us closer.

Every year’s summer holidays would bring a family vacation for us. From North to South to West, we covered most of India, leaving the East to conquer later. However, that day never came since two of my sisters got married.

Every trip to the different states that we’d visit would include customary Road trips between cities. Ammi, Papa and the five of us would have the best times away from the responsibilities of home, office and school. 

Oh how I wish for those days to come back!

Well, some parts of those days did return with TVF’s webseries, Tripling. A number of memories resurfaced and left me wanting for more.


Tripling brings out all those emotions that a love-hate relationship entails. And you know what? A sibling relationship best exemplifies a love-hate relationship. 

Yes, we had our moments when we absolutely hated each other’s presence and also when we longed to see each other. TBH, I sometimes wished for my eldest sister, Fatima appi*, to get married soon. Y’know, she was mostly in the character of Hitler who’d whip us on not studying or make us do her share of work. Yet she was the one who set great examples for us to follow, at the same time.

My second sister, Hadia appi, was mostly quiet and reclusive. She was the most organized EVER! I would hate it every time she would command me to assemble the naashta tray whenever guests would arrive (which would be 24×7 since Papa is a journalist and our day would usually commence in the night). But I can never forget all those times when Hadia appi became that Angel who’d lend us, the poor famished souls,  Rs 10 to buy 3 samosas from the canteen during the lunch break in school.

Maryam appi, my third sister, has always been more like a friend and confidante than a 2-year-older sibling. Although I cannot really behave disobediently with her, I can share every little detail of my life with her without caring about judgments.

Annnd, Saif- our younger brother- still remains that guy with whom I can openly fight and yet not be able to remain angry for long owing to his absolutely irksome habit of becoming too nosey whenever I put up the get-lost-I-ain’t-gonna-talk facade to teach him a lesson.

Despite our differences, I haven’t been too vocal or expressive like Chitvan, Chandan or Chanchal (episode 4). Respect, you see. But these three show us that the more vocal about clearing doubts you are, the better your relationship with others will become. (Just make sure to voice arguments politely and not scar your loved ones for life in the process.)


I relate with Chitvan the most. Although I’m not as callous and IDGAF-ey as him, I do like simplifying things. “Hamare beech issue kya Hai mere toh yeh he samajh nahi aa raha” is what I resonated with the most. I just don’t understand the need for complication. But again, I cannot coolly turn up with blue hair as much as I’d love to. Y’know, I don’t want Ammi’s flying Chappal to reach me from Lucknow to Mumbai.

This brings me to the parents. Man, this trio’s parents are surreal! How many super cool parents have you come across? By super cool, I mean those that drug their kids with cookies. So yes, they’re like surreal or something. TBH, my father who had resentfully remarked at my brother’s side-trimmed hair, would’ve thrown him out had he stepped in with a blue head.

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As for Ammi, I can’t say whether she’d be able to keep her cool on learning that her children have major problems to deal with, (thankfully,  we don’t) like Shalu (the mother) does.

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But yes, we have been allowed to go on trips over phone calls and, at the same time, we’ve been disallowed stay-overs at our friends’ places IN THE SAME CITY for some reason that we’ve never learned. Yes, we have been let loose to live, study and work in different cities but we have also been bound to wear clothes that Ammi picked for us without daring to rebel. Isn’t that somewhat like Chitvan who, in spite of having super cool parents and all, cannot smoke up when they’re around? Respect again, Y’know.

To conclude, Tripling gave me several reflections of my life and brought back my long-forgotten road trip memories with my family. I totally loved it! And yeah, Chitvan’s M*****f***a performance was amazing [can’t say it because my elder sisters are gonna read this. Respect, Y’know. ;)]


*Appi means Didi


TVF Does It Again With ‘How I Raped Your Mother’- A Satirical Take On Marital Rape That Will Leave You Thinking

Marital Rape topic seems like Voldemort from Harry Potter– You know, you just can’t name it. It’s like one despised yet viciously powerful entity. Unfortunately, marital rape’s power is not recognized, unlike Voldemort. The depth of the topic is quickly and conveniently disregarded with this-is-another-feminist-rant kind of counter opinions.


Well, TVF Girliyapa’s new video titled How I Raped Your Mother takes a stand on the topic with as much wisdom-coated-insensitivity as the insensitive responses that this topic garners. Thus, it makes a befitting reply to the absolutely illogical approach that people generally put up against marital rape. You know, like lohe se loha kat’ta hai, this video will show you howinsensitivity should kill (or at least attack) insensitivity.

The video presents the family as a microcosmic society which is indifferent to the “alien” concept of marital rape. There are some takeaways from the video that we all NEED to consider.


We do not recognize marital rape: When the female protagonist, Devika, complains about her being raped, the family gets in a defensive mode- ready to bash up the rapist. However, when the girl reveals that she is pointing towards her husband, Arun, it leaves the family perplexed. They ask “What is marital rape?” while referring to it as new-age rape.


We refrain from even talking about it: The video’s euphemism for marital rape as ‘intense love making’ speaks volumes about how ignorant we are. The girl’s mother half mentions that she has faced rape herself. Even if they go closer to the recognition of marital rape in their heads, they back off and address it as another form of expressing love. No wonder the family keeps digressing from the topic to talk about other things, like health benefits of sex.

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We agonize the victim to the extent that they start feeling guilty: The video satirically puts out how insignificant sacrifices of husbands like eating baigan curry against their will are weighed more against the major sacrifice by the victimized women. The petty sacrifices are thrust into her head until she becomes complacent and admits the fact that she might be wrong.


The justifications against criminalization of marital rape are outright unreasonable: They look down upon the reasons given by Women and Child Development Minister, Maneka Gandhi, against criminalization of marital rape and you won’t even realise it. Of course, how can illiteracy, poverty or culture be responsible for the unsuitability of a law to curb marital rape? These reasons are unacceptable.


How heavily patriarchal our society is: The fact that Arun’s inconsequential contentions are given more value against Devika’s mirrors the patriarchy prevalent in our society. It’s so ingrained in us that we overlook the objectification of women. Rape is just another way for men to fan their fragile egos.

So when you laugh while you watch the video and listen to the hilarious dialogues, just pause for a moment and think about what they are really trying to convey behind all the subtle jokes.

A Cold Blow to Coldplay

The news of Coldplay performing in Lower Parel spread like wildfire throughout the country. As much as it evoked nationwide expressions of awe, it caused feelings of regret in Mumbaikars who missed the opportunity of watching the popular band play in the city’s streets. Turns out they were playing for their music video, which has been released of late, called Hymn for the Weekend.

Busy streets, sadhus in swag, people playing Holi, Indianized Beyoncé (as is evident from her attire, overloaded jewellery and mehndi-stained hands) in a kinetoscope, dingy theatre, the mandatory boys-water-dive, Kuchipudi dancers among other similar things constituted the ingredients put together to prepare a concoction which a lot of Indians found distasteful.

Shot in Mumbai and Banaras, the video has the band performing on a street with hip-hopping children, Sonam Kapoor angelically releasing rose petals from her grip along with Beyoncé acting as a mystical woman clad in designer duo Abu Jani and Sandeep Khosla’s noteworthy ensemble. However, I didn’t understand what she tried to do there.

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The video received much flak from the viewers for showing poverty (which I didn’t really see) and too much colour which is the clichéd way of outsiders projecting India. My question is, where would you get a picture clicked if you were in London or New York? Won’t you think of London Eye and Statue of Liberty? Obviously, you’d want to capture the real essence of the place which, in India’s case, lies in the streets. And the colour only adds to the beauty, so why not have it?

More than that, Sonam Kapoor was caught in a vortex of memes and jokes for her mere 3-second-appearance in the video. But wait, who cares? It’s a Coldplay video after all! She had her share of fun and we shouldn’t object to that. This is another one of those least important things that we people find the most importance in.


The song is catchy and pleasant which makes it more a win for Coldplay than a Loss- People are sure to hum the song even if they choose not to watch the ‘clichéd’ video. And I am not one of them ’cause I enjoy the video as much as the song. The British band’s admiration for India which was projected only through Coldplay written in Hindi on the instruments until now, has finally materialized.

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A Scoopful of Humour-Coated Wisdom

The Viral Fever hardly fails to surprise the audience with its satirical, out right comical and yet sensible work.  Be it Chai Sutta Chronicles, Barely Speaking with Arnab or Pitchers, TVF’s entertainment does not solely give others a laugh but leaves them thinking with its subtleties.

The Permanent Roommates – Season 2. *EPISODE 2 SPOILERS AHEAD*

Mikesh the practical, simple and child-like comical being partnered with the intellectual, complex and foreseer Tanya bring to you the fresh season of Permanent Roommates by TVF with striking and engaging twists. Even with just two episodes released till now, the exorbitant viewership says a lot about the popularity and anticipation of the web series. Watch the show for some progressive factors.

Episode Two: Progressive Factors

Acceptance of Pre-marital Pregnancy



Although Mikesh and Tanya belong to middle-class Indian families, Tanya’s pregnancy does not become a matter of disdain in the household. Everyone accepts it with brief resistance from Mikesh’s grandfather (Asrani) and a worrisome Mikesh’s mother. No one blames or judges the girl. However, the duos’ parents wanting to get the two married at the earliest gives a hint of societal pressure even if it is not overtly spoken of.

Second Marriage

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Tanya’s father who wishes to marry her aunt expresses his concern over what-the-people-would-say if he marries at a rather old age but soon he overcomes his fears as he recalls how he had forgotten to live for himself while living for his daughter. From playing cricket with neighbourhood kids after his wife’s demise to marrying again, he had supressed his desires until gaining confidence to facing it and getting encouragement from Mikesh and also Tanya as it turns out to be. It tells us that age is just a number indeed.

The Post-Modern man


A man who cries, cuddles and acts cute, according to Mikesh, is the Post-modern man which he suggests Tanya’s father to become. He shuns the idea of being a macho man and declares that the most powerful weapon for a man is tear(s). His father-in-law accepts the idea and hey! It works well for him. They prove that a man who can freely express his emotions, is a man after all and in no way compromises his ‘mardaangi’. What is mardaangi anyway?!

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