Vijay Raman: The Promethean cop with humanitarian ideals
The book Did I really do all this? explores this eternal question of existence through the memoirs and personal experiences of Vijay Raman.
The book Did I really do all this? explores this eternal question of existence through the memoirs and personal experiences of Vijay Raman.
Tamil poetess Lakshmi Kannan’s Nadistuti is of the rivers and for the rivers flowing deep at our heart.
Politics and satire have long-standing relationships. “The Ascent” brilliantly reinvokes this relationship with a generous dose of humour, nonchalance, brilliant wordplay, and delicious use of the contemporary that seamlessly reaches out to the universal.
“Becoming the Storm”, the debut novel of Rami Chhabra, columnist, writer and journalist, is a measured critique of unquestioning, unthinking human values etched into collective consciousnesses that cripple the journey forward and that lurk like invisible but indestructible shackles.
"Shooting Straight", the gripping biography of Lt Gen Rostum Kaikhushru Nanavatty, talks about the exhilarating journey of the decorated and accomplished infantry officer who saw action in Nagaland, Sri Lanka, Siachen and Jammu and Kashmir.
The events at Jallianwala Bagh in Amritsar more than a century ago are a part of the collective memory of Indi- ans and while history has documented what happened that fateful Baisakhi day in considerable detail, Sarna’s pen - and his imagination – take us into the lives of characters who must have existed if only because he has etched them so dexterously.
India is one of the affected countries which faced a Tsunami for the first time, even the word Tsunami was also unknown.
Chetna’s book ‘Giddha On My Gulmohar’is not just a metaphor for the change of season but also for the changes before and after the pandemic. Different moods of pandemics are being reflected through this piece.
If you are someone who has a soft corner for travelogues and crime genre, Blood and Brown Sugar is a must-read for you.
Durga, Sita, Draupadi are women who join the pantheon of rebel figures who had to assert their selfhood over and above the position granted to them by society. The cause of the “native Indians” in America and Canada entering this purview as well for Bury my Heart at Wounded Knee is a text that the poet remembers well. “Isn’t equality the only color?”
