Well past midnight, in the middle of the now empty MI Road, unable to drive further, I sat inside my car staring at the oppressive light of those five halogen lamps and thought how strange it was that I felt
When we speak of threats to free speech, the most common current concern tends to be about acts of terrorism, perpetrated by religious zealots or reactionary cultural crusaders. The murders of Theo van Gogh, the Charlie Hebdo staff, and Dr
In ‘Why I Don’t Watch Films (Anymore)’, a satirical essay written soon after his painful migration to Pakistan that also attempted to distil his illustrious career and experiences in Bombay’s often deceitful and artificial pre-Partition film world, Saadat Hasan Manto
Talvar Director: Meghna Gulzar Starring: Irrfan Khan, Konkona Sen Sharma, Neeraj Kabi, Tabu Rating: 3.5/5 “The Aarushi case has been battering our rawest nerve endings for almost three years now. First it riveted the nation with successive sensational discoveries:
Sarmat was about to rescue his crush from the kidnappers when a loud screech woke him up. Lasse Goor, the milkman, had arrived and was unloading his large steel cans off his taang’e[1]. The sound didn’t annoy Sarmat. He had
Fall Winter Collections Koral Dasgupta Niyogi Books Rs 395 | 235 pp To begin from the end, Koral Dasgupta’s Fall Winter Collections draws to a close with our seemingly incompatible but equally wayward protagonists—the sculptor and the professor—ending
If someday I am to write a book, I will certainly be interested in dirtying my hands in the murky waters of history writing; but I am not sure how I would go about doing it. One thing that I
Lying on my bed in the warm glow of the afternoon sunlight, which is now soft but sometimes still unbearable, I started watching, without my glasses, mango leaves move ever so slightly in a blur of deep green and light,
On 28 August, the New Delhi Municipal Council announced it was changing the name of Aurangzeb Road to APJ Abdul Kalam Road, in honour of the former President. Just two days later, at the Video Music Awards in the United
This was bound to happen and this will only get worse. A spectre is yet again haunting the nation. A spectre of crass, predictable, inevitable irrationality. The underbelly of barbarism and the Hobbesean state of nature. Short, nasty and brutish.