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| Lost without a trace |
| The strangely moving ironies of the human face |
| I needed an American visa. It was getting too late, and the fact that I couldn’t put off applying for it any longer was making me feel resentful and a bit queasy. I knew I had pushed myself to a tight and risky corner. It was a hot day in the beginni... |
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| Evil at home |
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Sir —The article, “Daddy don’t” (March 29), presented a scary picture. It is not enough to acknowle ... |
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| Yet to grow up |
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Sir — In “Meshed in adolescence”(April 3), Swapan Dasgupta discusses the influence exerted by the R ... |
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| TOUCHED WITH VIOLENCE |
| Indian society is inured to everyday sights of cruelty. Little boys working in roadside teashops being cuffed or slapped arou...|
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When the Day of Judgement dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to receive their rewards — their crowns, their laurels, their names carved indelibly upon imperishable marble — the Almighty will turn to Peter and will say, not without a certain envy when he sees us coming with our books under our arms, “Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them here. They have loved reading.” — VIRGINIA WOOLF
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