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The very relatable urban young women in Indian visual media - either the big or small screen - are a sign that Indian media is moving with the times.
The very relatable urban young women in Indian visual media – either the big or small screen – are a sign that Indian media is moving with the times.
The primary job of any form of visual media is usually to entertain it’s viewers, yes most of us like to watch super hero movies and their awesome CGI. But we also like to watch slice-of-life drama which are believable and relatable, which is why films portraying the struggles of the middle class household is often so relatable and as a consequence immensely liked- be it the character of an under educated housewife (in the case of Sulu in Tumhari Sulu) or a struggling, dissatisfied journalist (Noor). When I think of Noor, I see myself, and so would many millennial women trapped in unfulfilling jobs, with their potential going to waste, battling with self image issues, while operating within a chaos of a middle class household.
Image is a still from the movie Noor
The youth today is avidly consuming web series – which often portray the urban youth, their attitudes and their challenges – the kind of content people often fail to get from the mainstream media. When I see the character of Meera (from Girl in a City), I remember those days when at the age of 18 I traveled from my small home town in West Bengal to Delhi, when I moved out of my home to study in a college in Delhi.
Adjusting to eat North Indian food- getting used to being served roti along with rice, understanding that when North Indians say curry it means one particular dish not curry in general, made my first few months difficult to survive, among other reasons. Gradually my taste buds adjusted, and eventually began to savour the taste of rajma, dal makhani, and chole.
Image is a still from Girl in the City
The city gradually made me independent as I began doing all my work by myself. Till I moved out of my childhood home, I had been living under the aegis of my parents and had been made aware of the dangers of the big bad city. In the new city I found myself alone amongst unfamiliar people with their unfamiliar ways.
When I watched Pushpavalli (from Pushpavalli) I was reminded of my days of horror living in a PG in Delhi – living under the subtle exploitation of the uncooperative PG owner and unjustified curfews. And for once the stereotypical roles are reversed – the girl stalks instead of the guy. Here I’m not really supporting stalking by either gender, but come on, we have all stalked our crushes, at least on social media.
Image is a still from Pushpavalli
Insiya’s (from Secret Superstar) aspiration to be singer and, and ultimately resolving to social media to showcase her talent shows how with the gradual evolution of new media, media is being consumed in newer ways. I consider the film informative. The “how” and “what” the people are consuming in the realm of media is fast changing. Such films educate a generation that it’s possible to bypass conventional ways and yet be heard by the crowd. Insiya’s relationship with her mother is the story of many mother-daughter duos – even mine. The middle class mother strives to support her daughter in her aspiration inspite of having to deal with opposition from her husband, some of us might relate to the fights that sometimes our mothers put up with our fathers in order to support us or spare us from the wrath of our fathers when we choose to disagree with him.
Image is a still from the movie Secret Superstar
Relationship between Dhruv and Kavya (from Little Things) goes on to show the trials and tribulations of today’s urban unmarried couple living-in together. Our media is evolving to show conflicts which rise not only from outside circumstances but also those we face within ourselves everyday in our relationships and in our workplace.
Image is a still from Little Things
In the film Love Per Square Foot, I relate to our generation’s as well as our parents’ quest for affordable housing in a metropolis. Being the daughter of parents who aspired and struggled to buy an apartment in the city, the theme is all too relatable to me.
Image is still from Love Per Square Foot
I also relate with Sahana (from Ribbon)- her struggles with pressures of domesticity and child rearing reverberates with every modern working couple. It reminds me of my mother – as a child I had always witnessed my working mother juggling the pressures of work life with family life, and one of the greatest woes she faced was outsourcing the role of care giving of her only child to a nanny while she spent part of her day away from me in her 9 to 5 job.
Image is a still from the movie Ribbon
So, dear Indian Media, we love these women and their relatable circumstances. Please come up with more stories on such relatable themes- showing the dilemmas and trials of the contemporary woman.
Header image is a still from the movie Tumhari Sulu
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As he stood in front of his door, Nishant prayed that his wife would be in a better mood. The baby thing was tearing them apart. When was the last time he had seen his wife smile?
Veena got into the lift. It was a festival day, and the space was crammed with little children dressed in bright yellow clothes, wearing fancy peacock feather crowns, and carrying flutes. Janmashtami gave her the jitters. She kept her face down, refusing to socialize with anyone.
They had moved to this new apartment three months ago. The whole point of shifting had been to get away from the ruthless questioning by ‘well-wishers’.
“You have been married for ten years! Why no child yet?”
I huffed, puffed and panted up the hill, taking many rest breaks along the way. My calf muscles pained, my heart protested, and my breathing became heavy at one stage.
“Let’s turn back,” my husband remarked. We stood at the foot of Shravanbelagola – one of the most revered Jain pilgrimage centres. “We will not climb the hill,” he continued.
My husband and I were vacationing in Karnataka. It was the month of May, and even at the early hour of 8 am in the morning, the sun scorched our backs. After visiting Bangalore and Mysore, we had made a planned stop at this holy site in the Southern part of the state en route to Hosur. Even while planning our vacation, my husband was very excited at the prospect of visiting this place and the 18 m high statue of Lord Gometeshwara, considered one of the world’s tallest free-standing monolithic statues.
What we hadn’t bargained for was there would be 1001 granite steps that needed to be climbed to have a close-up view of this colossal magic three thousand feet above sea level on a hilltop. It would be an understatement to term it as an arduous climb.
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