Long minutes, maybe a few hours were spent this week in the heart of a police station where I for the first time witnessed the daily workings of a place we usually associate with dark images of intimidation, apathy and ...Read More
The memories of being beaten up in a Bangalore bus in 1995 have faded away. Bangalore to me is a safe city where I have moved around freely without being conscious of my clothes and have worked late hours as ...Read More
I have tried not to write, after the hopeless events in December 2012, when along with an enraged India, I last reacted to the brutal rape of an innocent girl in New Delhi, in broad urban limelight. The hopelessness that grips me is ...Read More
The Delhi Police Commissioner Neeraj Kumar missed his vocation in life. He should have been a performer. From what little we can make out from his wooden expression, whenever he appears on television to participate in well orchestrated press conferences, ...Read More
The following piece was written post a series of blasts in Bangalore in 2008..today another bomb attack in the city refreshed the horror..
Terrorism kills more than just people. It blasts to bloody pieces, our faith in the ultimate rightness of ...Read More
I do not know if this matters. If anything matters. Especially when close to 4000 lives did not matter. When the survivors who were left behind to mourn them and battle an implacable system, did not matter. Have not mattered ...Read More
The word icon is used so cheaply today. The fact that it has the word, con in it may have something to do with it. Perception is more important than substance. Image more important than truth. Marketing more important than ...Read More
The last few weeks have had a daunting effect on my mind; the events around the world creating many shifts in thought processes and forcing me to question the very basic of human existence --- trust.
Humans seem to have a ...Read More
“Justice will not be served until those who are unaffected are as outraged as those who are.”-Benjamin Franklin
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It is 10 am and near Bangalore's Austin Town Circle, a crowd is slowly gathering around the Ambedkar statue. Young students from St ...Read More
These walls used to be lined with books. Now they hold imprints of a different kind. History was made here that day, and people unmade, in fire, in smoke, in blood and sticky gore.
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In the stillness of the empty room, ...Read More
Dear Stranger,
I have never met you. I don’t know your name. I have not even seen any pictures of yours. All I know is that you became a part of my consciousness on a cold December day in a foreign ...Read More
Even if the rapist had broken through the door and raped someone in the house, the woman victim would have been at fault. At least partially, because “taali ek hath se nahi bajti...” If the rape victim was an infant ...Read More
