In Indian culture, touching the feet of elders or respected figures is a gesture of reverence.But theres something far deeper than tradition in that act—it is the outward sign of an inward humility. A posture
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Bob’s Banter
Many years ago, a friend of mine—a film buff to the core—told me something curious over a shared samosa and a matinee show.I dont watch the stars, he said, eyes fixed on the screen. I watch the extras.The e
Ah yes, our very own Motormouth—what would television do without him?Or perhaps a better question—what would the nation not hear without him? Silence, maybe. A bit of peace.Possibly a complete sentence!Ever-
Its a strange thing, isnt it? You speak the truth, and they say youve lost your marbles. No, not gently suggest you might need a vacation, but outright declare: You are mad!Ive seen it happen. In offices, homes
A dear old lady, after reading my piece yesterday on Using the whip inside the temple, wrote to me and said, Bob, do you think our religious institutions would ever need such a cleansing?I wrote back, Maam, if-
The other day, as I was sipping my third cup of filter kaapi at a friends home, I was interrupted by a loud and angry television anchor, veins bulging, hair flailing, mouth firing missiles—not about corruptio
Two years ago, I found myself flanked by some of the sharpest minds of our times— Gopalakrishna Gandhi, Gandhijis grandson, whose calm intellect could humble a storm, Vijay Amritraj, whod volley words with th
She leaned over the counter, a twinkle in her eye and a knowing smile. Its funny, aint it? she said, wiping a glass clean. Men only stop foolin around when their wallets get thin.Well she didnt actually speak t
We all want to live to a ripe old age, dont we? The idea of basking in our golden years, sipping tea on a cozy verandah, and narrating tales of daring youth to grandchildren sounds delightful. But lets face it
Its astonishing how swiftly history fades—quicker than ink on wet paper, more transient than promises made before elections.Days after a mural commemorating the Liberation War of Bangladesh was veiled in Lalm
Ah, the sweet scent of redevelopment!Promises of glossy new towers, luxurious amenities, and—best of all—extra square footage to boast about. Who wouldnt be tempted?But, alas, the perfume of promise soon tu
Ah, Lent is here again—the season where we gleefully declare were giving up chocolates, social media, or coffee, only to transform into grumpy saints counting down the days to Easter. Its a bit like tell
Have you watched helicopters gliding effortlessly through the sky, their blades slicing through the air like a chefs knife through butter. They hover, they soar, they dip gracefully—poetry in motion! From my
The first time I saw a bulldozer, it was an awe-inspiring sight. A giant machine, powerful and imposing, tearing through mounds of earth with a mechanical efficiency that seemed almost hypnotic. It was a thing
It must have been quite a fire. Not the kind that warms your home on a winter night, or the one that crackles cheerfully in a bonfire. No, this was the sort of fire that had an unintended consequence—like rev-
For a small amount you can travel all around the New York subway, and even use the same ticket for the connecting bus!Because public utilities are meant to serve you - government investments to help you work ef
Justice B.R. Gavai, standing before the people of Manipur yesterday, spoke with the reassuring tone of a Supreme Court judge, Have faith in our Constitution. The Constitution will ensure peace returns fully to-
To a few top world leaders, the world seems to have transformed into a giant chessboard. With a calculated move here and a strategic gambit there, they shuffle their pieces, believing they are masters of the ga
"Did you hear? They've brought out a movie about Aurangzeb's brutality!" cried my neighbour, his eyes widening with excitement, as though the Mughal emperor was about to storm into our apartment complex."Oh won
People say machines will take over the world someday. Well, if my laptop's behavior is anything to go by, we have nothing to fear. Here's how silly that sounds:Writers say their pen writes their articles, I mut
