By Bikram Vohra
Every trip home to India is bathed in revelation. Every TV channel shows someone crying, dying or being mourned which does wonders for your mood, since you wake up to this caterwauling and eat and sleep to the same ‘woe is me’ sentiment. continue reading…
By Bikram Vohra
Imagine this scenario. It is not hard to do. A typical middle class Indian home in Delhi. Father walks into son’s room, sees apple of his eye glued to his studies and shouts, “You foolish boy, stop wasting your time, why aren’t you singing and dancing, the Sa Re Ga Ma Pa selection is on in one week.” continue reading…
By SAI SURESH SIVASWAMY
The highway on my way to work was so unlike what it usually is on a Monday morning. All it took me to reach the office today was 30 minutes; obviously Mumbaikars have made the most of tomorrow’s holiday declared to enable them to cast their vote, combined it with the weekend, and have fled the city to cooler climes. continue reading…
By BIKRAM VOHRA
I asked a bunch of NRI youngsters if they knew anything about Mahatma Gandhi. I did it over the birthday week as a sort of exercise in curiosity. I was told he was the dude who got shot, right, like John Lennon. I was informed with great panache by another aspiring bank executive that he is the father of the nation cause he told the Brits to get lost. This saga in awareness was further accentuated by the pithy remark that he said, “Hey Ram” when he got shot. continue reading…
By AJAY SINGH
Here’s one image that will haunt the country’s principal opposition party for a long time to come: BJP president Rajnath Singh turning out in the Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh’s trademark khaki shorts, sitting demurely in the presence of RSS chief Mohan Bhagwat. continue reading…
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