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    LIFE is stranger than fiction. A few years ago, I was in Kolhapur (Maharashtra), where there was an eatery near Shivaji University. A woman in her early seventies ran that joint. The lineaments of her face suggested that she may...

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    THE way spellings are getting mutilated and phrases are being reduced to acronyms on instant messaging platforms would make Wren and Martin purists agonise over the thousand cuts their beloved English is facing daily. The first wave saw shortening of...

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    IT was baffling. Every now and then, the doorbell would ring. There would be a delivery boy at the door, either to deliver something or pick up a return. From daily-use items to fancy products, perishables like milk and vegetables...

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    I WAS studying in class three or four at that time. The enactment of Ram Lila by the neighbourhood children was the highlight of pre-Dasehra days. It was a unifying occasion for the colony, with people from all religious hues...

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    AMONG the wealthy and famous, 'destination weddings' are the flavour of the season. These events are commonly conducted at grand locations within India and abroad. Artistic designers create novel, exclusive backdrops. Conspicuous opulence drips at every stage of the elaborate...

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    THE other day, a doctor used the term ‘Googlopathy’ during a conversation with me. It was not difficult to guess that the term referred to the Google search by patients about ailments, treatments and drug side-effects and the subsequent exercise...

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    WHENEVER my close relatives or family friends visited my house, they used to bring sweetmeats despite my pleas against this formality. I would always tell them: “Please don’t bring sweets for me as I am consciously avoiding them.” “But how...

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    IT was an autumn morning. Roused by the hurly-burly on the street, I peeped out through the window of my study. I saw an old man being pestered by a group of teenaged boys. They were pulling a long-strapped leather...

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    GANDHI Jayanti brought back memories of my interaction with a Gandhian in the Netherlands five decades ago. He was Jan Tinbergen (1903-94), the first recipient — along with Norwegian Ragnar Frisch — of the Nobel Prize in economic sciences. I...

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    IT has been over four decades since I made that trip. The train from Mumbai trundled into the Lonavala railway station. It was late afternoon. The vendors made brisk business peddling their wares — tea, coffee and other items. Over...

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    THERE is something heartwarming about the Dubai advertisement featuring Saif and Sara Ali Khan. It’s not just another glossy tourism commercial; it’s a poignant glimpse into the beauty of the father-daughter relationship. Sara’s affection for her abba shines through. When...

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