The Sunanda Mystery
Shashi Tharoor went to my school in Mumbai; an old school tie can be a special bond. I do not choose to defend Mr Tharoor or give him a...
A ‘Conscience’ Editor
Every year, BG Verghese would unfailingly call me up, seeking names of women journalists who I felt should get the Chameli Devi Jain award for excellence in journalism: ‘give...
Thank you MSD !
First, a disclosure: I am an unabashed MS Dhoni fan. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that when I first met him, he warmly shook my...
A Winter’s Tale
Like most South Delhi colonies, Panchshila park where I live, is seeing rapid construction. The old leafy houses are being demolished and three, sometimes four storey buildings are being...
United in Grief
I have been to Peshawar once. I didn't have a visa for the city but sneaked in because I was desperately keen to track the Taliban. The year was...
A Tortured Beauty
You return from the Kashmir valley with a sense of overwhelming melancholia: it is a beautiful but tortured land. What should have been the Switzerland of the sub-continent is...
Cricket can kill
The tragic death of Phil Hughes on a cricket field has revived memories of another day. My late father tells me the story of the mood in the Indian...
26/11: lest we forget
Every 26/11, I offer a silent prayer for the victims of the Mumbai terror attack. Like so many south Mumbaikars, I felt directly connected to the act of terror....
Murlibhai, my friend.
I suddenly felt 'old' this morning when at 5 am I got an sms saying Murli Deora had passed away. Murlibhai was the first politician I became a...
Godmen or Conmen?
Here's an honest confession: I hadn't heard of Rampal till the last few days. This is partly due to ignorance, partly because I do remain deeply sceptical of ordinary...