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Since 1st March, 1999
 
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CIMA Gallary
The Great Game again
When the Darjeeling road was being laid, an old Tibetan remarked that the blasting could be heard in Lhasa. Similarly, there is little doubt that Wednesday’s mass chanting in Bodh Gaya to mark the start of the year-long celebrations for 900 years of ...  | Read.. 
 
Letters to the Editor
Customer disservice
Sir — I had gone to watch a film at Menoka recently. After the show, I went to the washroom and dis ...  | Read.. 
 
Too high
Sir — That domestic airlines have lowered their fares by 30-40 per cent on spot rates after the civ ...  | Read.. 
 
Parting shot
Sir — Bengal’s political leaders block public institutions like hospitals and Metro stations very o ...  | Read.. 
 
EDITORIAL
LITTLE MEN
It’s often the little men who make it big — or, some would say, need to make it big, adding (more unkindly), to feel good abo...| Read.. 
 
REVIEW ARTS
Something to tell you
In my first few moments at Amritah Sen’s solo exhibition, Do You Still Happen? (Gandhara Art Gallery, till December 16), I found myself reacting to the work with a mixt...  | Read.. 
 
When love goes wrong
After a long gap of six years, Feroz Khan returned to Calcutta, with Moving Platform’s adaptation of Donald Margulies’s Pulitzer Prize-winner of 2000, Dinner with FriendsRead.. 
 
Spirited, controlled and imaginative
For somebody who did not go to art school, Uma Roychowdhury has pretty nimble fingers when it comes to modelling. Particularly the modelling of faces which she showed along wi...  | Read.. 
 
THIS ABOVE ALL
Woman of substance
I was down with a heavy cold: sneezing, watery eyes, running nose, sore throat and cough. Inwardly, I prayed that my worthy g...  | Read.. 
 
SCRIPSI
This great College, of this ancient University, has seen some strange sights. It has seen Wordsworth drunk and Porson sober. And here am I, a better poet than Porson, and a better scholar than Wordsworth, betwixt and between. — A.E. HOUSMAN
 
 
 
 
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