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The Buckingham Murders releases on the 13th of September.
Looking forward to the film, not sure if we could manage this weekend. If watch it, please drop in a short review and your next week’s movie night will be on us 😉

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Partition, 1947 (Bombay)

The religious killings were now at their height. One day Ashok and I were returning from Bombay Talkies. We stopped at his place, where I stayed for several hours, and then he offered to drop me home in the evening. He took a short cut through a Muslim neighbourhood. A wedding procession led by a band was approaching us from the other side of the street. I was horrified.
‘Dadamoni, why have you come here?’ ‘Don’t you worry,’ he said. He knew what I was thinking. But it failed to calm my nerves. We were in an area that no Hindu would dare enter. And the whole world knew Ashok was a Hindu, a very prominent Hindu at that, whose murder would create shock waves. I could remember neither prayers in Arabic nor an appropriate verse from the Quran. But I was cursing myself and praying in broken words, ‘O God, don’t let me be dishonoured... let no Muslim kill Ashok because if that happens, I will carry that guilt to my grave. I am not the entire Muslim nation. I am only an individual but I do not want the Hindu nation to curse me for ever and ever if something happens to Ashok.’
When the procession reached the car, some people spotted Ashok and began to scream, ‘Ashok Kumar ... Ashok Kumar.’ I went cold. Ashok had his hands on the steering wheel and he was very quiet. I was about to scream to the crowd that I was a Muslim and Ashok was taking me home when two young men stepped forward and said, ‘Ashok bhai, this street will lead you nowhere. It is best to turn into this side lane.’
Ashok bhai? If Ashok was their brother, then who was I? I looked at my clothes which were homespun cotton... had they thought I was another Hindu? Or had they not even noticed me because of Ashok? When we got out of the area, I relaxed and thanked God, Ashok laughed. “You were nervous for nothing-These people never harm artists.’
- Saadat Hasan Manto (excerpt from Stars from Another Sky)