The Telegraph
Saturday , August 11 , 2012
Since 1st March, 1999

The state of my state

I know that we may be speaking here of a race to the bottom, but I would still like to claim that the political culture of the state where I live, Karnataka, is more degraded than that of any other state ...   | Read..
Fukushima and other questions
Nuclear power, almost vectorially, is going South. The North, consisting of the entire western Europe and the United States ...  | Read.. 
Letters to the Editor
Net loss
Sir — While surfing the internet recently, I came across an advertisement offering freelance ...  | Read.. 
Old friends
Sir — The other day, I was on my way back from my village in Haripal. It was raining heavily ...  | Read.. 
Puppy love
Sir — The other day, I saw a young girl helping a puppy which had been injured after being run over ...  | Read.. 
Parting shot
Sir — I boarded the Janshatabdi Express from Tatanagar on August 5. I had a reservation and the ...  | Read.. 


One of the great lessons of life is to see, for the first time, the dead queueing for the furnace on their pallets ...   | Read..
The missing core of the art
That Prodosh Dasgupta (1912-1991) belonged to a specific phase of the history of Indian contemporary art becomes clear from his current exhibition at the Victoria...  | Read.. 
Won’t raise the white flag
For a change, instead of old couples suffering in their twilight years, Bengali theatre shifts to solitary senior citizens not going down without a fight. ...  | Read.. 
Transported back to a music class
The musical session was a learning experience for the audience. Organized by Sangeet Ashram, the programme featuring Ustad Sayeeduddin Dagar was held on ...  | Read.. 
There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance. We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others or our potential to create. — JOHN LENNON