Amit Sengupta was one of the editors at ‘Tehelka’, when it was still called the ‘People’s Paper’. In a heart-breaking account he narrates the fall of the magazine from the highest pedestals of soulful journalism into the shallow depths of
In the third and finally instalment on the Indian polity on the eve of elections, Amit Sengupta spotlights the Congress party, the ostrich in the sand. The Congress party is like a self-centric amoebic creature in an abstract aquarium
In an apt second part to last month’s ‘X-ray of a Fascist’, Amit Sengupta focuses on the country’s only credible secular, pro-poor force and the doldrums it is in. If Karl Marx turned the Hegelian dialectic upside down to
A third-rater driven by nothing but market fundamentalism is always full of himself. And doesn’t even notice it. Despite all his fatty acid megalomania and methodical mediocrity even alleged ‘youth icon’ Chetan Bhagat might not be a jaded, jarring, heartless
Even as the infinite sea moves like a gigantic, living creature in perpetual motion, bringing cool winds and the tide from the blue horizon across the Fort where land ends, where you can still see a lighthouse in the distance
Even with a totally discredited and disconnected, scam-tainted, lame duck regime, which obsessively pampers and subsidises the super rich and fat cats of crony capitalism, and hits the vast marginalised majority of the malnourished, hungry and poor where it hurts
They are all straight out of the classics of Munshi Premchand and Phanishwar Nath Renu: the incredible characters of the eternal Hindi heartland, with their lilting, sweet, delicious, half-broken folk dialects, and their sturdy, stoic resilience and happy-go-lucky daily lives,
“With all respect, every day, thousands of people die, but still the world moves on. Just due to one politician dying a natural death, everyone just goes bonkers. They should know, we are resilient by force, not by choice. When
“With all respect, every day, thousands of people die, but still the world moves on. Just due to one politician dying a natural death, everyone just goes bonkers. They should know, we are resilient by force, not by choice. When
When we were students, the great journalist Sham Lal used to write that amazing column, ‘Life and Letters’ in The Times of India. Every time his column would appear, we would quickly check out which new books he had reconstructed (or