You Are Mad..!

It’s a strange thing, isn’t it? You speak the truth, and they say you’ve lost your marbles. No, not gently suggest you might need a vacation, but outright declare: “You are mad!” I’ve seen it happen. In offices, homes, clubs with leather armchairs and stale sandwiches — anywhere someone dares…

It’s Not about Tamil or Hindi..!

The other day, as I was sipping my third cup of filter kaapi at a friend’s home, I was interrupted by a loud and angry television anchor, veins bulging, hair flailing, mouth firing missiles—not about corruption, not inflation—but English! Apparently, a national leader, perhaps in a moment of cheeky candour…

The Train is Coming, Boys..!

Two years ago, I found myself flanked by some of the sharpest minds of our times— Gopalakrishna Gandhi, Gandhiji’s grandson, whose calm intellect could humble a storm, Vijay Amritraj, who’d volley words with the same finesse he did tennis balls at Wimbledon and Shashi Tharoor, who spoke online, with his…

Did Moses Have Ulcers?

Did Moses have ulcers? I mean, he must have, right? Leading a nation of grumblers through a desert for 40 years would give anyone a lifetime prescription of antacids, not to mention a therapist on call all the time. But no. He didn’t. The man lived to 120. And not…

The Tariff of Hate..!

As fresh tariffs are slapped on Indian exports, the world watches with raised eyebrows and recalibrated spreadsheets. Economists mutter about supply chains, trade deficits, and currency pressures. But while we scramble to respond to these external challenges, there’s a heavier, more invisible burden that India drags along—a burden not imposed…

Live Longer through Love..!

We all want to live to a ripe old age, don’t we? The idea of basking in our golden years, sipping tea on a cozy verandah, and narrating tales of daring youth to grandchildren sounds delightful. But let’s face it—what if living longer just means lingering around like the last…

Bangladesh, a Mirror of Ourselves..!

It’s astonishing how swiftly history fades—quicker than ink on wet paper, more transient than promises made before elections. Days after a mural commemorating the Liberation War of Bangladesh was veiled in Lalmonirhat district, it was demolished at the behest of local authorities. On the very day that marks the hard-won…