Thursday, March 25, 1999
Our Lady of Rebuff
When J. Jayalalitha sets foot in the Capital on Thursday, she need not fret about the springtime dust sullying her dainty feet. But fretting, of course, may just be in order for the visitor from the Republic of Poes Garden as she ponders over the relative merits of the host of red carpets rolled out by the who's who of national politics. Just survey her options.
Hu tu tu ...
It is the cruelest blow of all. If an incredible report in The Dawn, a leading Pakistani newspaper, is to be believed, India gets whipped, 47-36, at kabaddi and not by another South Asian side which, unfortunately, has occurred once or twice. We get beaten by, of all things, an English team.
Two nations in my own country
It took Mira Nair's film version of Abraham Verghese's best-seller My Own Country to open my eyes to the strange logic of modern medicine. It was his speciality that was responsible for Verghese's life taking a 180-degree turn at a time when Jackson City, Tennessee, was coming to terms with its first AIDS patient back in the '80s.
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