The Telegraph
Saturday , June 21 , 2014

Old fears, new visions

My Greek friend, Iannis, won’t do anything new on a Tuesday. It’s like Thursday for some Bengalis. But while Thursday’s inauspiciousness is rooted in religion, Iannis’s inhibition is grounded in history. It was on a Tuesday 561 years ago that the Greek world of faith and glory crashed to a humiliati...   | Read..
Letters to the Editor
Lost chance
Sir — The heads of state of different nations attended Narendra Modi’s swearing-in ceremony. It wa ...  | Read.. 
Musical chairs
Sir — The subtle move by the Bharatiya Janata Party-led government to remove the governors of som ...  | Read.. 
Exit mode
Sir — The actress-turned-politician, Khushbu, has announced her exit from the Dravida Munnetra Kazh ...  | Read.. 
New goal
Sir — At a time when people across the world are supporting their respective football teams, Indians are being forced to sit like...  | Read.. 
God’s will
Sir — The Odisha government has conceded to the demands of servitors not to put a blanket ban on allowing devotees to climb ...  | Read.. 


Making generous gestures to a neighbour is not a bad idea. For people and nations, there is much to be gained by earning the ...   | Read..
As seductive as dark chocolate
Any initiative to “promote excellence in (the) creative arts in India and South East Asia” as Matrix International Centre of Excellence promises, is certainly welcome. The pro...  | Read.. 
Toy stories
Folk and traditional theatre fast disappearing into the sunset under the bright lights of globalization include all the fascinating forms of Indian puppetry, now lacking both ...  | Read.. 
Through a hunter’s eyes
What is to be said of a hunter who by his own admission had a “shooting madness” since childhood, killed several hundred heads of game — varying from three to eight feet at s...  | Read.. 
What could have been
The June 10, 1854 edition of The Englishman (that would some 20 years later become The Statesman) reported one ...  | Read.. 
Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence — whether much that is glorious — whether all that is profound — does not spring from disease of thought — from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect. — EDGAR ALLAN POE