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| A city of contrasts |
| Mamata Banerjee is yet to turn her vision into reality |
| Workmen are busy almost round the clock on an already grand private dwelling down the road from where I live. What miracles are being wrought inside I don’t know but I watched fascinated as the outside wall was carefully remodelled. The pebbled effe... |
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| Unequal ties |
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Sir — The editorial, “Central issue” (Oct 25) , refers to some states describing the Centre’s atti ... |
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| In cold blood |
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Sir — The special investigation team, which probed the killings of Ishrat Jahan and three others, ... |
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| UNCIVIL SOCIETY |
| A slap in the face, a slipper or a shoe thrown at a politician, objectionable gestures made in public — the language of prote...|
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| Patterns with magical powers |
| An exquisite exhibition titled Batik Sutra: Tagore, Travels and Textiles (November 11-25) that enlightened and delighted even the knowledgeable viewer has just ended at... |
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| Toy story |
| Against a vermilion backdrop, a white-bodied Shiva is poised with bow and quiver on a prancing Nandi. It seems as though the arrow has only just been released; yet Shiva’s fac... |
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| Perfect harmony |
| Spearheaded by Indrani Halder, the Kolkata Film and Television Institute presented its annual programme at Kala Mandir on November 16. After the inaugural speech by Soumitra C... |
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| When the full moon shone |
| As is my habit, I was up before dawn on November 10. It was Guru Nanak’s birth anniversary. A full moon shone on a silent wor... |
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Whisper fairy stories ’til they’re real,/ Wonder how the night can make us feel/ Loving living more with love to stay/ Long past sadness that was in our way/ Long past sadness that was in our way./ Dawntime mist begins reflecting light,/ Waking sun will soon forget our night/ Love me through the day and I’ll with you go/ Into summer and the next year’s snow/ Into summer and the next year’s snow.— VASHTI BUNYAN
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