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The planet is headed for armageddon in this century itself if we continue with our present unsustainable lifestyles. The Paris Accord red line of 1.5* C temperature increase has been breached, CO2 levels have gone up by 125% above pre-industrial levels and at 425 ppm are approaching the survival limit of 450 ppm, the last […]

From Curry to Crumpets: An Immigrant’s Life, One Anecdote at a Time In 1962, Vijay Anand arrived at Heathrow from New Delhi, expecting, perhaps, to begin a new chapter in his life. He was wearing a double-breasted woollen overcoat that nearly reached his ankles, carrying an old leather suitcase and an army-disposal rucksack stuffed with

Tajmahal “Tajmahal” by Kamala Vishnu Tilak Translated from Marathi by Anuradha Sovani The Taj Mahal, a poignant symbol of pathos, must have been a mute witness to so many heart rending sights; but the tragic events that unfolded on that day surely shattered its tender, marble heart. A hapless young woman was standing at the

Delhi, November 1984 1 November 1984, a Thursday, is a day I can never forget. I was a professor then at Hofstra University in Long Island, where I taught a heavy load of courses on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, each week. However, my most enjoyable teaching during 1984–85 took place every Thursday at Wesleyan University—a

Chapter One Sister Agatha Murphy surveyed the dusty, busy, noisy lane in front of the Delhi Haveli Hotel and knew she was about to give in to temptation. She was honest enough to admit to herself, if not to others, that she had a vice she could not quite kick. But not here. Not in

“During the Commonwealth Games in Delhi, 2010, there have been extensive discussions and media campaign for conferment of Bharat Ratna favouring certain sports personalities. Strangely, not once did the Indian media, print and/or electronic, ever recall the role and sacrifice of the legendary hockey player Jaipal Singh during the CWG or in the post-CWG period”

At first the missing man’s mates think he’s gone off for a swim in a nearby stream, one of our few pleasures in this warm weather, for his small pack of belongings is still very much in place, next to the mat where he slept. A search of the banks of the stream reveals no

In 1826, a seventeen-year-old Anglo-Portuguese aspiring poet, Henry Derozio, was appointed lecturer in the senior school of the Hindu College, established just about a decade before in 1817 at the insistence of Indian‘gentlemen of distinction’, who had emphatically asserted to Chief Justice Edward Hyde East (as he wrote in his correspondence) that they wanted their