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| Watching the watchdog |
| Time for the press to look within |
| The formal institutions of Indian democracy are not especially marked by the capacity for self-correction and self-criticism. One fact should make this clear — that no senior politician, civil servant, or judge has ever been successfully convicted fo... |
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| Young and nameless |
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Sir — Kanaklata Rani and her siblings, who were assaulted by their landlord for keeping their Dalit ... |
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| Woman question |
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Sir — Recently the conduct of 32 unruly members of parliament during session provoked the Lok Sabha ... |
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| THE RED WASTE LAND |
| Perhaps in many neglected spots of West Bengal, there are gems of purest ray serene. The Telegraph picked up one such ...|
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| Lie down where all the ladders start |
| Walking into the exhibition of works by the late Somenath Hore, at the Seagull Arts and Media Resource Centre (till May 25), one enters what seem to be the final, anguished m... |
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| Exercise in mediocrity |
| Bhavna Records and Cassettes ushered in Tagore’s birthday a little early by coinciding its tribute to the bard with its own foundation day celebrations at Rabindra Sadan on Ma... |
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| The Romantics on an untuned piano |
| Perhaps if we begin to market concerts aggressively as free, we can hope for a fuller audience than the one assembled at the Sandré Hall of the Calcutta School of Music last S... |
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| All alike |
| The only noteworthy feature about Confluence: Benaras, Kolkata, Chattisgarh, an ... |
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| With or without the answers |
| Why has a week only seven days and not eight, nine or ten? Why are there only 12 months in the year — some of 31 days, some 3... |
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There aren’t any good, brave causes left. If the big bang does come, and we all get killed off, it won’t be in aid of the old-fashioned, grand design. It’ll just be for the Brave New-nothing-very-much-thank-you. About as pointless and inglorious as stepping in front of a bus. — JOHN OSBORNE
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