The Telegraph
Saturday , July 28 , 2012
Since 1st March, 1999

A London year

On the last day of June, I went to the nearest branch of the NatWest Bank and paid the sum of 43 pounds and 94 pence, this being the money I owed to the Westminster City Council...   | Read..
Letters to the Editor
Faith rules
Sir — It should be our endeavour to separate religion from science to inculcate a sound spirit of i ...  | Read.. 
Unholy picture
Sir — The editorial, “Far from holy” (July 26), is timely and provides food for thought. The widows ...  | Read.. 
Return ticket
Sir — It was a hasty decision on the part of the Board of Control for Cricket in India to include R ...  | Read.. 
Parting shot
Sir — The Republican nominee for the presidential elections of the United States of America, Mitt R ...  | Read.. 


People and tigers are locked in an irremediably unequal relationship. Tigers like to eat people. And people, when they are no...   | Read..
Stories of confined couples
Kalyani Natyacharcha Kendra is that rarity among Bengali groups who believe in the international norm of inviting critics on opening night. Actually, in London and New York, c...  | Read.. 
A city and its forgotten palaces
After waiting in vain for over half an hour past opening time in front of Gaganendra Shilpa Pradarshashala to catch a glimpse of an exhibition of photographs on Chitpur Road, ...  | Read.. 
Enriching experience
Things have come to such a pass that one should no longer be surprised if a live performance of any sort in the city does not start on time. Chances are that even if you are l...  | Read.. 
The vanity of crossword puzzles
I often look back at the 98 years of my life and repent over the time I wasted in solving crossword puzzles. I subscribe to ...  | Read.. 
Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor, the enemy of the people. It will keep you cramped and insane your whole life, and it is the main obstacle between you and a sh**ty first draft. I think perfectionism is based on the obsessive belief that if you run carefully enough, hitting each stepping-stone just right, you won’t have to die. — ANNE LAMOTT