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The torch of conscience
Like any action that is inspired by belief and promises no gain, Bhaichung Bhutia’s gesture “of standing by the people of Tibet and their struggle” cannot but command admiration. What the Bible calls “a still small voice” also highlights the gulf bet...  | Read.. 
 
Letters to the Editor
Got the message?
Sir — I cannot agree with the findings of researchers at Indiana University about men’s response to ...  | Read.. 
 
Unheroic death
Sir — The circumstances leading to the murder of Delhi’s high profile encounter specialist, Rajbir ...  | Read.. 
 
Parting shot
Sir — Many in Salt Lake may have noticed that some unscrupulous gas dealers are asking for bribes f ...  | Read.. 
 
EDITORIAL
GOODBYE TO ALL THAT
Old men have reminiscences of events that never took place. Jyoti Basu and Harkishen Singh Surjeet, nonagenarians and founder...| Read.. 
 
REVIEW ARTS
Just look and gorge
The violently coloured, larger-than-life protagonist of Sumitro Basak’s On the Verge (CIMA, until April 8) is the exact opposite, or an inside-out version, of Kafka’s “...  | Read.. 
 
Dreams come alive in a solitary darkness
Veteran artist Amitabha Banerjee, an exhibition of whose works at Akar Prakar was significantly titled, Imprints off a Sensitive Soul...  | Read.. 
 
Theatre of laughter, worth forgetting
As more Bengali groups opt for comedy as a sugarcoated pill to facilitate easy digestion of their serious proclamations on life — a choice influenced partly by the desire to d...  | Read.. 
 
THIS ABOVE ALL
Reason without prejudice
The undeclared worldwide war between the upholders of freedom of opinion and those of religious sanctity has warmed up on the...  | Read.. 
 
SCRIPSI
Alcohol is a very necessary article... It makes life bearable to millions of people who could not endure their existence if they were quite sober. It enables Parliament to do things eleven at night that no sane person would do eleven in the morning. — GEORGE BERNARD SHAW