Opinion

BHAIRON

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It happened over two years ago, when I ran into Bhairon on a hot summer afternoon in Kullu. If ever there was a “no-strings-attached”…

THE HEAD OFFICE

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It stands there, in steps on the slope at the edge of a deodar forest; of southerly aspect catching the precious winter sun when…

The Isle of Agaati

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As our plane droned over the Arabian Sea, way in the distance a tiny speck began to take the shape of a green blob….