There was a time when people really didn’t mind the stares of passers-by, as they stuck huge brick-sized contraptions — early mobile phones — to their faces and shouted into them.
The writer has travelled through the length and breath of India in search of sour foods.
All Saint's Church in Long Ashton where Reginald Dyer's funeral was held. This was Dyer's parish church which is less than a mile from his cottage. (Photo: Swagata Ghosh)
What do you do when you come across a patch of wasteland? Dismissively glance across its uneventful expanse and move on?
There’s work and there’s play.
What Suresh Raina revealed this week was nothing short of heart-wrenching.