On 3 August 2015, the Department of Electronics and Information Technology asked the Department of Telecom to notify Internet service providers to block access to 857 URLs on the grounds of decency and morality, as stated in Article 19(2) of
I started to write of how so much like the witch hunts of 17th-century America this feels like. To be hunted down and murdered, to be burned at the stakes, albeit in more modern ways with a weapon, for something
Sri Lanka Our neighbouring island nation is very particular about porn laws. Under the Explicit Literature Ordinance, sale or possession of pornographic material can be classified as illegal. However, since these laws are very old, the punishments are very lenient.
The 12th week of the FTII strike is about to begin. As we sit with each other for one of our late night meetings, I realise how far we have travelled as a student body, which is now accountable for
Sex sells. It is a truth as old as the waves of time. Advertisers knew that then and now. So did the women standing on the corners of L-shaped streets. Strange though, the politics of words. Words—those to which I
The newspaper I last worked at was part of a media conglomerate, and shared office space with the group’s Hindi news channel. This arrangement was occasionally inconvenient—an eager beaver recording a voiceover at the top of his voice just as
Aarushi Avirook Sen Penguin Books India Rs 199 | 312 pp How do you begin to write about a book that crushes your soul and all its feeble hopes? How do you begin to write when anger and despair
Sahib has died.” Jainat Ram brought me this news along with the foodstuff from the bazaar. “Sahib? Which sahib?” “That semi-blind sahib.” “Oh, the one-eyed Sahib. Jackson. Poor fellow.” I looked out of the window. Beyond the moss covered
Ahmedabad: A City in the World Amrita Shah Bloomsbury India Rs 499 | 216 pp Anand Patwardhan’s documentary Father, Son and Holy War begins with scenes of destruction from the Bombay riots of December 1992 and January 1993,
Once again, the law has taken its own (murky and dubious) course, and once again, the ‘collective conscious of the revenge-seeking society’ has been satisfied—if it can ever be satisfied! Yakub’s body, like Afzal Guru’s, lies cold under the