Sorry folks, I’m killing the the About Me page for reasons best not disclosed. I was in a hurry to put something in there…
And those who have followed this blog must have now gotten used to my habit of changing its look and feel regularly. So be prepared for another such (mindless) exercise.
The latest garbage dished out by Kuldip Nincompoop Nayar scales new heights of incredulity. While he says nothing new, it is openly evident that his mask is slipping off: his violent language is characteristic of the brand of secularism he advocates. His “arguments” remind me of what I had written in my book review yesterday: [...]
That’s the title of a book that Arun Shourie authored in 1991. It really doesn’t take a genius to guess the book’s subject matter: a tirade against Indian Communism–the Indian Communists, to be specific.
Private to Ravikiran: It doesn’t contain Nehru-bashing although he makes an extremely passing reference to how Nehru was cowed down by the [...]
Now, Musharaff sheds his pearls of wisdom on the Iraq invasion and calls it a mistake. I wonder if he took Bush’s approval before making a public statement like that?
Asked whether he considered the invasion a mistake, the Pakistani leader said: “With hindsight, yes. We have landed ourselves in more trouble, yes.”
Wow, the language of [...]
Decide for yourself.
This piece by Christopher Hitchens on Alexander makes for compelling reading.
The current pointless tussle over the bisexuality of Alexander of Macedon is only the latest and cheapest tribute paid to our fascination with him.
Somewhere along the line, in Modernity’s quest with openness in everything, I think we’ve overemphasized the sexual aspect. While it was generally [...]
I had almost forgotten that Dilip D’Souza now a regular commenter on my blog, also writes for Rediff. He’s written quite well on the urgent need for peace between the subcontinental (?) neighbours. In this article, he has compared the apparent unity among the European nations (in the form of the EU) with the no-end-in-sight [...]
One of Browning’s better poems. For your reading pleasure.
I
It was roses, roses, all the way,
With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
The house-roofs seemed to heave and sway,
The church-spires flamed, such flags they had,
A year ago on this very day!
II
The air broke into a mist with bells,
The old walls rocked with the crowds and cries.
Had [...]
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