A simple Independence Day advice: Don’t ask what you can do for your country. Ask what your country can do for you, writes Indrajit Hazra.
There was a Vegas showgirls evening air to the launch of Raghav Bahl's first book, Superpower? Frontseaters at the event in Delhi's Taj Mahal hotel included Congressman-turned-walking bazooka Mani Shankar Aiyar sitting next to human-turned-Congress spokesperson Manish Tewari. Indrajit Hazra writes.
Is there anything wrong with rural populations wanting — rather than being forced — to move to urban settings? Indrajit Hazra ponders.
I don't think you have to be my shrink or share a bed with me to realise that I have a fondness for what Mozart called 'A little loud music'.
At 11 o'clock on Saturday morning, the 153rd anniversary of the 1857 massacre of travelling migrants by a Mormon militia at Mountain Meadows in Utah, America, I indulged in some good old book-burning. Indrajit Hazra writes.
Can you really put your well-scrubbed left hand on your heart and say that Bhanot is bull-shitting? Indrajit Hazra writes.
I’ve written about this band before when I happened to have stumbled on to one of their gigs in Calcutta many moons ago. Cassini’s Division on stage is a ferral, exciting phenomenon fronted by the raging-at-times, lilting-at-times Rahul Guha Roy.
Did Ram sport a beard? If an overwhelming number of Hindus believe that he was clean-shaven, is that enough for us to consider it settled that the deity-king was as smooth on the chin as Lord Salman is on the chest? Writes Indrajit Hazra.
I know you've been following the weight-lifting, gymnastics and track and field events at the ongoing Commonwealth Games with the kind of goggle-eyed interest you saw your child grow into a tub of lard. Indrajit Hazra writes.
Would there have been post-punk without the appearance in the winter of 1976 of David Bowie’s quite devastatingly brilliant tenth album Station to Station?
A man walking down the road slips on a banana skin and falls. We laugh at his misery. That’s the comic, writes Indrajit Hazra.
A noxious book like Trunk Call for ganapati being out there is far worse than such a long journey, writes Indrajit Hazra.
The first time I heard KT Tunstall aka Kate Tunstall was two years ago while listening to two tracks that formed her CD single, 'Under the weather' (a song from the her 2004 debut album, Eye to the Telescope).
One papal rule about column-writing, especially in a daily newspaper's weekend edition, is that it should be either topical or novel. Indrajit Hazra writes.
The concept of the ‘local’ isn’t really alien to us. The ones that serve me well are Chona’s at Khan Market and Taste of China near my office in Connaught Place. Indrajit Hazra writes.