The writer is national spokesperson of the BJP.
In football, the English miss the goalposts. In European politics, they miss the point.
Mohammad Ali delighted in the fact that he was beautiful both in his art as well as in his perfectly sculpted body
CPI went into terminal decline when it compromised with the Congress in 1969-1970. In 2016, CPM is being destroyed because it abandoned principle in search of a cheap return ticket to power.
Men such as Arjan Singh faced death in combat, and death retreated.
If grief and anger unite us, so does, when such occasion arises, relief
The great charm of a used book section is rummage, since you don’t know what to expect
The most effective ally of terrorism is complacency
As a captain, Dhoni has matured into half-tailor, half-doctor.
It lacks editing, the basic requirement of communication. But robots could be doing this soon.
Trade, political kinship between Arab and Indian worlds has bred an extraordinary lore of legend
This town, with a hint of Punjab and a signature sweet, boasts a calm university campus.
But be careful before you celebrate a rosy prediction. The astrologer is always right, but sometimes regrettably so
Unsurprisingly, the district has the largest migration of young men and women, seeking a solution to despair at any price.
The wooing and winning exhilarates, the tough bit comes later
Why couldn’t Dr Singh visit Pakistan? Why did UPA policy not deliver when he, Khurshid were in charge?
Good old-fashioned escapist literature beckons. It’s that time of the year
Why television doesn’t show the crowds — or their absence — at Rahul Gandhi’s Bihar rallies
The new ism in the city is nationalism.
The Big City measures merit by manic ambition, morality by money.
How Patna suffers from dull indifference, and every Bihari is a social historian in his spare time.
Any Indian railway station is heartland of the middle class.
Statistics and facts give the lie to P. Chidambaram’s ‘anecdotal evidence’ and stray remarks. If inflation had not fallen, and corruption continued, they would have figured at the top of his column.
A departure from the usual lawyer-setting, Grisham's book remains taut as ever right from the get-go: the story starts with an incredible heist at Princeton University’s Firestone Library — original manuscripts of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s works such as The Great Gatsby and Tender Is the Night are stolen.