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Nargis
Indian actress (1929–1981)
This article is about the Indian actress. For other uses, see Nargis (disambiguation).
Nargis Dutt[3][5] (néeFatima Rashid, also known as Nirmala Dutt; 1 June 1929 – 3 May 1981) known mononyomusly as Nargis was an Indian actress and politician who worked in Hindi cinema. Regarded as one of the finest and greatest actresses in the history of Indian cinema,[6] Nargis often portrayed sophisticated and independent women in a range of genres, from screwball comedy to literary drama. She was among the highest paid actresses of the 1950s and 1960s.[7]
In a career spanning three decades, Nargis made her screen debut in a minor role at the age of six with Talash-E-Haq (1935),[8] but her acting career actually began with the film Tamanna (1942).[9] Nargis had her first leading role with Taqdeer (1943). Nargis had her breakthrough with the romance film Andaz (1949) and the m
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Birthday Special: Romance icon Dilip Kumar’s most famous on-screen pairings
The doomed lover was the dream man of a million women. Always losing in love, he went on to besiege a million hearts. Eyes brimming with the tumult of his soul. The dark lashes in sync with the shadows within. Marinated in melancholia, his soft voice betrayed the weight of his heart. “Had Shakespeare met Dilip Kumar, he would have added one more character to the already well-defined ones he had created,” said filmmaker V Shantaram establishing the actor’s affinity with the characters the bard created. The two, though separated by centuries and continents, shared an inexplicable connect.
Despair and loss was never more elegiacally expressed than through Dilip Kumar. He lent poetry to the prose of cinema, refining the syntax of sensuality. His screen heroines revelled in being wooed by him, it serenading them into the hall of fame. Those who couldn’t, including A
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Only Ordinary Men
IN 1929, an American publisher offered Sigmund Freud a five-thousand-dollar advance to write his life story. He had already published An Autobiographical Study, outlining his professional career. But as for a tell-all memoir, Freud’s response was outright dismissal.
A psychologically complete and honest confession of life ... would require so much indiscretion (on my part as well as on that of others) about family, friends, and enemies, most of them still alive, that it is out of the question. What makes all autobiographies worthless, after all, is their mendacity.
Whatever one thinks of the more far-fetched applications of his theories, most people would concede that Freud knew something about the inner life. Yet, in the near-century since Freud levelled his charges against autobiography, our appetite for the genre has only grown, spilling far beyond the boundaries of the book, into the everyday flows of the virtual world. The unreliable narrator is no lo