There is a very specific kind of disappointment that hits when an old song starts playing in a cinema hall. For half a second, your heart lifts. You are back in another time. Another version of yourself. And then the beat drops, the tempo accelerates unnaturally, and suddenly Saat Samundar sounds like it is sprinting toward a nightclub instead of aching quietly in a...
For weeks, India witnessed a silence so loud it felt like a story waiting to explode. Whispers swirled across Instagram pages, gossip accounts, fan theories, and late-night Twitter debates. Every reel, every cryptic post, every interview clip of hers was dissected, slowed down, analysed. And the one question that refused to die was simple, sharp, and persistent:
Why is Smriti Mandhana silent about Palash Muchhal?
It...
