It’s our day...or so they claimMore important is, how do I become a cricketer? This is the way to make it, clearly. Money, fame, adoration all come your way.
March 7, 2008
Local ghettoes in the global villageThe problems of gender, caste and religion meanwhile remain with us as we grapple with this other form of division — damning by region.
March 3, 2008
Those bobby pin budgets and Nani’s rapturous spielFor years, of course, we all followed Nani Palkhivala's budget analysis — as important as the finance minister's budget speech.
March 1, 2008
Our water problems, and those damn aliensBe provocative, said the commissioning ed. Just like that. It's not likely to be so difficult since many people find that I can be quite annoying.
February 23, 2008
Eternal despair of the spotty mindIs Sanjay Dutt’s marriage to Manyata legal or not? Frankly, who cares? They appear to like each other, they got trigged out in garish wedding clothes and coyly posed for pictures.
February 18, 2008
Lighten up, my sistersA woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle and a woman needs a bedtime romance like a man needs a life-size rubber doll.
February 10, 2008
What you think, you outsiders?True confession: I am not a great admirer of the current thinking that young people know more than everybody else and should therefore be deferred to on all counts.
February 4, 2008
What’s religion got to do with it?Recent news about the creation of the Dharma Index — which only invests in companies which will not hurt the sentiments of Hindus, Buddhists, Jains and Sikhs — is intriguing.
January 22, 2008
Being an incredible IndianIt is as if not having money made us worthless before and a little money has made us worthwhile now. It is a shallow country that I must now be oh-so-proud of.
January 13, 2008
The stranger in our midstThe title then is to be taken literally. But in a literary context, one of the best examples is in Wilfred Owen’s poem, ‘Strange Meeting’.
January 8, 2008
Silence is golden, even in AareyThe nip in the air brings back memories of huffing and puffing through the hills and dales of Aarey.
January 3, 2008
Hostelrock on New Year’s eveThe dying throes of an imaginary construct of dates and timings force you to look back, look forward, regret and resolve.
December 27, 2007
By the lake of alien daffodilsThe first time I saw it was at about 3 am, coming home from a late night shift. The office driver took it as a sort of short-cut from one part of Mumbai to the other.
December 20, 2007
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