It happens again. People gather to celebrate, to pray, to watch, or to cheer, and before the sun sets, screams fill the air, sandals lie scattered, and bodies are heaped together. Another stampede.Another trage
Tuesday, 4th November, 2025
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I once met a man who had spent ten years in jail for a crime he never committed. When he came out, his hair was grey, his eyes empty, and his soul crushed. He had lost not just ten years, but a lifetime of chan
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Every now and then, I meet someone who tells me, “Bob, I wish I could write too.” I look at them and smile, because what I really want to say is, “You can.”You see, there’s a story in everyone. In the
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A friend from Chennai told me that on Diwali night, the fireworks stopped at exactly ten o’clock. “People here actually obey the law,” he said proudly, “even when it’s a festival.” I sighed in disbe
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Just read the news that a businessman lost fifty-eight crores through a clever “digital arrest.” Fifty-eight crores!But before we rush to blame the scamsters, maybe we should look at the man in the mirror,
There are many who have misgivings about Donald Trump, but today, as we watch emotional reunions of hostages returning home, and nations embracing after decades of distrust, one can’t help but feel admiration-
Every evening, as the sun used to dip and the day sighed its last breath, I used to hear little voices singing in chorus at my daughters’ homes: “Clean up! Clean up! Everybody, everywhere!”It’s a charmi
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It was with deep sadness I read of the death of an aged Indian cardiologist while flying on Qatar Airways. A man who had spent his life saving hearts, lost his own somewhere in the sky. The reason? A meal mix-u
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It was a quote that made me smile this morning. “We have to find 'landing ground' for our trade discussions,” said our External Affairs Minister, reported The Times of India.Now, in my vivid imagination—o
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It was a tragic evening in Bautzen, Germany. A twenty-seven-year-old trapeze artist, flying through the air, missed her hold and fell to her death in front of horrified children and their parents. The big top w
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It’s been a strange spectacle, isn’t it?Eleven men in blue who carry the hopes of a billion people on their shoulders, but when they walk the field in the Asian Cup, their behaviour reeks not of victors, bu
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This morning, as I sipped my coffee and scanned the news, I nearly spilled my hot brew. There on the world stage, strutting about and shaping the destiny of millions, are three young men: Donald Trump at sevent
Today nothing serious okay, just a fictitious tale!Ruby and Jai met in New York.Ruby’s country couldn’t care less what he said; Jai’s country counted each minute he spent with the other man. Finally, Jai
Thapimo SemyPWD Colony, KohimaIt is both a moral obligation and a constitutional responsibility to promote the educational and economic interests of the poor, particularly the weaker sections of society. If the-
There’s something about the word Swadeshi that makes the chest swell and the voice quiver with patriotism. We picture Gandhi at his spinning wheel, khadi clothes fluttering, and villagers proudly making salt.
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Many years ago, my secretary, who used to travel by the good old suburban trains of Mumbai, told me stories of the strange therapy sessions that happened on the rails. Total strangers, wedged together on a wood
Let’s start with an imaginary neighbour of mine. One week she was treating patients with tiny sugar globules wrapped in tissue paper, the next she was prescribing antibiotics strong enough to bring down an el-
“Lovely weather we’re having, isn’t it?”There you go — I’ve just started a conversation that would have gone down well two decades ago. Today, if you try that line, the fellow beside you will either
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It was just a month ago, I stood at the memorial of the Twin Towers in New York. People streamed in quietly, many carrying flowers, placing them tenderly over the engraved names of loved ones who had perished i
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I opened the paper this morning and there it was—big, bold headlines telling me that Salman Khan had stretched his muscular arms all the way to Punjab. Not to beat up another villain, but to rescue flood vict
