The camera rolls. A grand haveli fills the screen. A portly Seth sits on his gaddi, surrounded by ledgers and cash boxes. Nearby stands the familiar Munimji of old Hindi cinema, Kanhaiyalal, with a sly smile and a thick account book. Someone asks for help; he calculates the cost.

Bipolar disorder is casually described as ‘mood swings’. The phrase makes a serious illness sound like ordinary bad temper. It is anything but that.

How many times must a woman speak before the system listens? How many headlines must scream before a powerful man is made to answer for an alleged sexual crime?

Picture it. A woman walks onto a public stage. She questions the government. She takes on her opponents. She defends her party without flinching.

Indian politics is changing faster than desert sands in a storm. Yesterday's kingmaker is today's survivor. Yesterday's fortress is today's house of cards.

Do the gods now meet devotees through camera lenses rather than prayer? Has pilgrimage become a journey of the soul, or merely another Instagram story waiting to be posted...