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| A very different life |
| Sarala Debi need not only be remembered as Gandhi’s great love |
| Between 1944 and the next year when she died, Sarala Debi Chaudhurani’s memoirs of her early life were serialized in the weekly Desh magazine. Thirty years later, they were put together as Jibaner Jhara Pata (Life’s Fallen Leaves). No d... |
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| Man’s worst friend |
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Sir — Four-year-old Manjunath is the second child to have been mauled to death by stray dogs in Ban ... |
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| Follow the leader |
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Sir — The chief selector, Dilip Vengsarkar, has gone on record saying that Virender Sehwag was not ... |
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| Late reaction |
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Sir — The editorial, “Rather suspect” (Mar 7), states that the CPI(M)’s new-found love for Muslims ... |
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| WOOL SACK, ERMINE ROBES |
| There is something strangely anomalous with the idea of elections in the House of Lords. It may well be argued that there is ...|
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I started out very quiet and I beat Mr Turgenev. Then I beat Mr de Mau- passant. I’ve fought two draws with Mr Stendhal, and I think I had an edge in the last one. But nobody’s going to get me in any ring with Mr Tolstoy unless I’m crazy or I keep getting better. — ERNEST HEMINGWAY
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