The Telegraph
Since 1st March, 1999
Selectively virtuous
A mail arrived in my inbox last week, as part of a circular sent to many people with some connection to the press. Addressed to “The Chief Editor/ Photographer”, it read: “We request you to cover the demonstration that AIDWA is organizing against the...  | Read.. 
Letters to the Editor
Shut down and reboot
Sir — The front-page photograph of our “Laptop Leaders” on December 7 was most amusing. Of course, ...  | Read.. 
Distant cousins
Sir — I am quite surprised to find some Indian politicians insisting that the government of India ‘ ...  | Read.. 
Parting shot
Sir — The results of the Part I examination of Calcutta University have come out. The number of dis ...  | Read.. 
No one can claim that there is a dearth of interaction between animals and their viewers at the Calcutta zoo, which sets both...| Read.. 
Doubly perfect
A two-piano recital in Calcutta is a rare thing since we all know that there are no really decent ‘two grand pianos’ to be found in any ‘one’ place. The Calcutta School of mus...  | Read.. 
Young and full of promise
Young people’s theatre continues to flourish in Calcutta, its variety offering local audiences a wide table to taste from. Often the target of unjust patronizing remarks merel...  | Read.. 
Quantity over class
A photography exhibition comprising 35 monochrome prints, 61 colour prints and the same number of colour slides is expected to be diverse. The point of interest in such a show...  | Read.. 
Pretty little things
If child is the father of man, then the future of visual arts in West Bengal seems bright enough. Xpressions’07 (November 24-30), an exhibition of artworks by young adults, ...  | Read.. 
Under Southern eyes
I was under the impression that Bhajan Lal of Haryana was the megastar of political nautankis, who could perform acrob...  | Read.. 
There is, of course, a certain amount of drudgery in newspaper work, just as there is in teaching classes, tunnelling into a bank, or being President of the United States. I suppose that even the most pleasurable of imaginable occupations, that of batting baseballs through the windows of the RCA Building, would pall a little as the days ran on. — JAMES THURBER