The Telegraph
Saturday , November 10 , 2012
Since 1st March, 1999

Battle of the bundles

Hearing a Bengali who has lived in England for 45 years and speaks impeccable English say “rishka” for rickshaw when he lapsed into his mother tongue recalled André Béteille’s comment that “the Bengalis, even more than the English, are branded on the tongue”...   | Read..
A field spanning space
By now, the dust has settled around the discovery of the Higgs boson, and no doubt the Higgs mechanism is at work generating ...  | Read.. 
Letters to the Editor
Force rules
Sir — The menace of Kali Puja subscription has forced operators from outside West Bengal to stop tr ...  | Read.. 
Free trade
Sir — There is a valid reason for traders and wholesalers, who are a part of the supply chain in In ...  | Read.. 
Right step
Sir — The decision by the Odisha government to make it mandatory for all government employees — fro ...  | Read.. 


All Indians, male and female, who have grown up in large families have childhood memories of invisible and unpaid labour. Gr...   | Read..
Review Arts
The lines that divide
Several productions recently seen in Calcutta, whether visiting or originating from here, zeroed in on gender issues through different processes: conventional drama, intercult...  | Read.. 
Wistful vision
Nostalgia often accompanies the journey back home. Chirodeep Chaudhuri, a Mumbai-based photographer who has been visiting and photographing his ancestral village of Amadpur in...  | Read.. 
Slice through beams of light
A season of contemporary dance from the United Kingdom titled Impulse was presented by the British Council. Aakash Odedra, a UK-based South Asian dancer, mesmerized the...  | Read.. 
The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. — AYAAN HIRSI ALI