It’s 10:45 pm and Swara Bhaskar, 31, is exhausted but chatty. Her home on Mumbai’s Yari Road is a cosy place full of books, old film posters (I spot Cleopatra and Phagun) and three cats demanding her attention. The cool, confident young woman in ripped jeans and T-shirt looks so far removed from the rustic, flamboyant Anarkali of Aarah.
In the recently-released film, she plays a singer/dancer in a small town of Bihar, completely at ease with raunchy numbers. By day, she is another ordinary woman, shopping, making her tea or having the odd romp with her lover, Rangeela, who