Sunday, November 1, 1998
The serpent in Bangalore's Eden
Sir Mark Cubbon must be turning in his grave. He couldn't have known could he, that the germ he planted would one day have an entire city, or at least a significant part of its elite, up in arms?
Onions on our breath
Never since the heady days of the freedom struggle has the country been as united as it is today. In those days, the unfurling of the tricolour brought tears to the eyes of every Indian. Today, the price of onions has the very same effect.
The eye of a killer
He's not the man in black. He's a young, uneducated and unemployed. A frustrated young man, willing to kill someone for a pittance. He belongs to Mumbai's much-talked about brigade of contract killers. Yet there's nothing extraordinary about him.
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