Media and Reviews
The two protagonists - the suicidal Rudra and the wise Sage -of
author Ruzbeh Bharucha's first book The Fakir, continue their
journey in the recently-released second installment of the book -
The Fakir, The Journey Continues.
The author believes that the two 'Fakir' books were a gift to him
from the Sai Baba of Shirdi, and that "we are all spirits encased in
a box." In his latest book The Fakir, The Journey Continues,
Ruzbeh connects with his readers through Rudra, the central
character, who has passed on after his death.
Ruzbeh Bharucha isn't a monk, and he didn't sell his Ferrari, but
his books on spirituality and wellbeing, and hard hitting social
documentaries reveal a mind that is finely attuned to the human
In The Fakir, Ruzbeh Bharucha explained complex issues like
karma, life after death, spirit communication, faith, power of
prayer etc, and in the sequel The Fakir: The Journey Continues
Bharucha uses Sai Baba as the guru to guide Rudra through the higher
realms of the spirit world.
A fictional story that explores themes like life after death,
healing, commitment and faith in the master among others is picking
up popularity in Germany, says its Indian author Ruzbeh N Bharucha.
They say the pen is the mightiest sword, and considering Ruzbeh
Bharucha's works, this couldn't be any truer. This Pune-based writer
believes in reaching out to the masses through his stories which are
often based on true incidents.
He has always been creatively inclined - be it writing, music,
filmmaking or theatre. For Ruzbeh Bharucha, who is back with the
second volume of his book, The Fakir...The Journey Continues,
art is an expression of the soul.
Writer-filmmaker Ruzbeh Bharucha's new book, The Fakir, The Journey
Continues is out. In an interview to Arwa Janjali, he dwells on
spiritualism, his previous work and his philosophy.
Ruzbeh N Bharucha wears several hats. Once a journalist, he is
now a documentary film-maker and writer. His latest book, Yamuna
Gently Weeps, chronicles Delhi's Pushta slum demolitions. Avijit
Ghosh speaks to Bharucha about the dark side of urbanization.
Ruzbeh Bharucha calls himself a voyager and a traveller. He has seen
the innards of India and when you ask: “There is so much talk of
India becoming a global power. What does the reality tell you?”
Written, consciously, as a travelogue,
My God is a Juvenile Delinquent is a thoughtful journey. Thoughtful
because Ruzbeh N Bharucha, who staunchly believes in conducting
research in the real world, gives you several companions right at
the beginning of the journey - a journey where you get to explore
the world of over 30,000 juvenile delinquents.
Ruzbeh N. Bharucha is a renouned journalist, author and documentary
filmmaker. His documentary Yamuna Gently Weeps, which dealt
with arbitary evacuation of slum dwellers in Delhi's Yamuna Pustha,
received much critical acclaim in several countries. Along with
social commentaries, he has also written books on the paranormal and
the mystical, such as The Fakir and The Last Marathon.
According to Bharucha, a documentary filmmaker, the judiciary and
police end up reinforcing a criminal identity, instead of providing
counseling that could wean the child off bad company and bad habits.
The fact that Bharucha was allowed to interact with these children
shows that things are changing (a fact that he acknowledges). One
can only hope that the change happens sooner than later. Many bright
futures are dependant on it.
Released along with a film of the same name, Yamuna Gently Weeps is
a visual and analytical journey through the process of displacement.
The strength of Bharuch's work is that he supplements the story of
displacement with excellent analysis by many who have been
intimately involved in the struggle. The later section of the book
has interviews with activists, planners, sociologists and lawyers
that answer many of the questions the first half of the book raises.
In Yamuna Gently Weeps, the director, through the eyes of those who
lost it all, tells a heartrending tale of tears, courage,
determination and most importantly, brings to light, the hollowness
of the system and all that which was once was held, sacred and
beyond reproach. The role (or the lack of it), of the judiciary, the
media, those in Power and the implementing agencies are brought to
My God is a Juvenile Delinquent has its cynical, ironic, even funny
moments but at its core is an outrage at how, irrespective of remand
homes and psychiatrists, damage to children's psyche is irreparable
in country where juvenile justice, is far from just.
Ruzbeh N. Bharucha's
book Yamuna Gently Weeps takes the reader into the lives of those
poor families, whose part, present and future, were brutally
demolished when the settlement was razed to the ground in 2004. In
this book, it becomes apparent that Bharucha has a heart for the
less fortunate. His writting style is edgy, polemical and intensely
Two years ago, Ruzbeh
N. Bharucha, a documentary film-maker from Mumbai, was all set to
make a film about leprosy victims.
He'd completed a film called "Shadows in Cages" about women and
children locked in prison and he was pleased with its outcome. It
had received critical acclaim and improved the lives of some
Author-filmmaker Ruzbeh Bharucha's work on the demolition of India's
largest slum is making news at human rights film fests It's a
heart-wrenching tale of razed homes and 35,000 dislocated
families-the demolition of Yamuna Pushta, one of the oldest and
largest slums in India, located on the three-kilometre stretch along
the Yamuna river in Delhi.
Yamuna Gently Weeps is the story of one of the biggest and oldest
slums in Delhi and in India, called Yamuna Pushta. The author, also
through the eyes of those who lost it all, tells a heartrending tale
of tears, courage, determination and most importantly, brings to
light, the hollowness of the system and all that, which was once was
held, sacred and beyond reproach.
Born with a "Naipaulian"
hatred for filth, dirt and clumsiness, I ignored for full three
years the existence of the Yamuna Pusta slum, despite navigating
through the ITO bridge regularly. That is, until the day my bike had
a flat tyre and I found myself near the slum.