In the early days of my childhood, I depended solely on my mother for my quota of stories. She was the first story teller I knew. Though her knowledge of the epics was limited, she chipped in her own imaginary tales as she serialized the Ramayan while feeding me lunch everyday. My father once read... Continue Reading →
“Will you listen to my Shayri?” asked a tiny girl, with a smile that exposed the broken tooth behind her lips. I refused with a smile and walked on. A man approached us soon and offered to show us the entire city of Fatehpur Sikri for a hundred rupees, thus saving some money for our... Continue Reading →
So the genie of Jinnah is once again out of the lamp of history, placing the entire nation of hypocrites that we are, at discomfort of the highest level. The BJP is groping in the dark cave to find the Aladdin who let this out. The writer in Jaswant Singh has come to haunt the... Continue Reading →
Very few places are there which simultaneously carry layers of history in its womb. Purana Quila, located at the heart of Delhi near the India Gate, is one of them. Today it is better known as the spot where Yash Chopra’s blockbuster Veer Zaara was shot.According to the Mahabharata, the Pandavas were given the rugged... Continue Reading →
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