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| The great Bengal indolence |
| In praise of a zen-like absence of motion |
| In all this recent frenetic activity of the World Cup, the board exams, IPL and the elections, I’ve developed a great anxiety. I’m worried that Bengalis and what I call Ancillary Bengalis, that is, those of us not Bengali who also live here in Bengal... |
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| Without a cure |
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Sir — The editorial, “Without cure” (April 11), is right to note that district hospitals, despite h ... |
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| Different struggles |
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Sir — Ananya Vajpeyi’s “Struggling with India” (April 12) is a timely review of Joseph Lelyveld’s n ... |
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| AN OLD TRADITION |
| Sedition is a conveniently malleable concept: not quite treason, but hostility in expression and, supposedly, intention. “Whoever, by words, either spoken or written,...|
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Time that is moved by little fidget wheels/ Is not my Time, the flood that does not flow./ Between the double and the single bell/ Of a ship’s hour, between a round of bells/ From the dark warship riding there below,/ I have lived many lives, and this one life/ Of Joe, long dead, who lives between five bells.
— KENNETH ADOLF SLESSOR
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