By Girija Madhavan An oil-painting of a pastoral scene in green and gold, catches a ray of the morning sun where it hangs on a wall in our home. The workers in…
By Girija Madhavan
An oil-painting of a pastoral scene in green and gold, catches a ray of the morning sun where it hangs on a wall in our home. The workers in the field seem to come alive, the foliage moves in the morning breeze in contrast to the static hay ricks in the background. The painting is by a Mysore artist, M.S. Chandrasekhar . It was signed, dated and gifted to me in 1952 and remains a cherished possession.
India seems to have developed a peculiar relationship with humour. We are confused about what comedy actually is. Every offensive remark is treated as either a national crisis or a Constitutional issue.…
By Dr. K. Javeed Nayeem, MD A small news item buried deep inside my newspaper caught my eye today. It said that the National Medical Commission (NMC), the body that governs and…
For years, D.K. Shivakumar was the eternal bridesmaid of Karnataka politics. He was always close to power, always indispensable to the Congress party, but never quite the chosen one. Now, at last,…
