The Power of Belonging: 45 Years of The Art of Living
From Kashmir to Kanyakumari, from Imphal to Indore, the scale of the gathering at The Art of Living International Centre reflected the extraordinary breadth of his influence across public life.
From Kashmir to Kanyakumari, from Imphal to Indore, the scale of the gathering at The Art of Living International Centre reflected the extraordinary breadth of his influence across public life.
These days I often don’t find the time to immediately respond to text or Whatsapp messages, far less answer emails at once.
Falling asleep in an express train while returning to Kolkata after a trip outside of West Bengal, listening to that “jhak jhak'' sound of the wheels on track was like my mother swaying me to sleep in her arms after playing all day.
I have a highly sophisticated, cutting-edge biological computer sitting inside my skull, but its storage capacity is almost full.
There are some cities that impress you immediately with their grandeur, and then there are cities that quietly cast a spell upon your soul. Prague belongs to the latter category.
Motherhood has perhaps suffered more from sentimentality than any other human experience. Across generations, mothers have been sculpted into impossible abstractions of sacrifice and virtue until they cease to resemble living women at all.
The Sunday before Kolkata went to the polls Dola Mitra, Statesman Features Editor did an impromptu interview of Dr Swapan Dasgupta, BJP candidate from the Rashebehari constituency, who of course, won the seat. At that time when she asked, “In case BJP comes to power in the state”....he had said “Not Âin caseÊ but ÂwhenÊ BJP comes to power in the state.” He was right.
I recall that day fifteen years ago, when Trinamool came to power in the Assembly elections of 2011. The grassroots party did sweep the polls as was predicted by astute political pundits.
If there is one thing Indians love more than arguing about politics, cricket, or why our neighbor’s child got 99% in exams, it is food.
There are capitals that impress at first glance, and there are capitals that reveal themselves slowly through scent, sound and atmosphere. Palermo, capital of Sicily, belongs to the second kind.
