High Way
India’s Parliament House does not resemble a ziggurat, but it does remind me of the Tower of Babel and how God descended to earth to…
I had never handled a tool in my life; and yet, in time, by labour, application, and con- trivance, I found at last that I…
Iran’s much-vaunted Islamic revolution appears to have finally spilled over into India. Chanting Allah-o- Akbar and wielding primitive weapons like lathis bristling with nails, bicycle…
Within a few years from now, the westernmost and thirstiest fringe of Rajasthan, along the Indo-Pakistani border, is going to be brought to life by…
The story is as complicated as the whorls on a fingerprint, a ready-made screen-play bursting with grandeur, feudalism, pretension, and the tattered remnants of pomp…