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Ambushed by a book
Boris visits india. He flies straight to Gujarat, the state where Gandhi was born. He wishes to strike lucrative deals, now that he is not…
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A tribute to my father
My dear father, You died 30 years ago. Who knows where death takes us? Suspending disbelief on matters of the afterlife, let me say thanks…
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Where has that India gone?
Gopinath Chandroth looks back at the India of his childhood and youth – and sees communal harmony. Kerala, my native state the azan from the…
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Noise festival
The crows start at the break of dawn. Dogs are late risers and are used to the incessant cawing. They slumber on. People start waking…
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