The Telegraph
Saturday , December 22 , 2012
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Out of one man’s vision

Taking the wrong exit from the expressway late one night in Singapore, the taxi driver braked, backed into the expressway and was off again murmuring, “Never mind lah, Lee Kuan Yew sleeping now!”...   | Read..
A different path for democracy
One often wonders if we deserve the sort of parliamentary democracy that we have manufactured for ourselves. Ambitious politi...  | Read.. 
Letters to the Editor
Work hard
Sir — The new chief justice of the Calcutta High Court, Arun Kumar Mishra, asked a pertinent questi ...  | Read.. 
Golden touch
Sir — Ramachandra Guha’s article, “Most valuable player” (Dec 15), was a brilliant tribute to one o ...  | Read.. 
Bad taste
Sir —The remarks of the Delhi chief minister, Sheila Dikshit, that Rs 600 is enough to feed a famil ...  | Read.. 


why that family member did not visit other constituencies. If his presence fetches votes then it follows that if he had spen...   | Read..
Candle light and winter symphonies
The evening of December 8 brought with it a hint of winter. The much-anticipated nip in the air lent itself perfectly to the atmosphere at St John’s Church, where, at a concer...  | Read.. 
Multicultural histories
Adaptations from foreign sources have always served Bengali theatre well, a trend that continues in a couple of international productions at ICCR. Jana Sanskriti, the Indian c...  | Read.. 
Leaving behind an indelible mark
For a man who traversed the subcontinent in his 20s, won unprecedented recognition for Hindu spiritualism in the West at 30, set up a Mission for social and educational work s...  | Read.. 
It is incredible how essential to me you have become. I suppose you are accustomed to people saying these things. Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this. But oh my dear, I can’t be clever and stand-offish with you: I love you too much for that. Too truly. You have no idea how stand-offish I can be with people I don’t love. I have brought it to a fine art. But you have broken down my defences. And I don’t really resent it. — VITA SACKVILLE-WEST