Unforgettable tales by Ruskin Bond
The first time that the name Ruskin Bond mysteriously entered my psyche was not when I first read his book, but during a discussion with my home tutor a while after I must have read one of his first publications. This happened sometime before my ICSE exams and in the early seventies. Rai Sahib, as...
Museum of Memories
Memories. They’re good and they are ugly at times. They’re fascinating and they can be terrible. Despite variations, I am fond of all of them as they together make up what I am today. Most of the time memories have a bit of restlessness meandering between large spaces of pure joy. One of the fondest...
A story in an anthology
One story A part of many others Is different and lives a life of its own So does mine And yet as you will read them You’ll see links popping up Connecting one with the other Making this anthology Not just a study in intrigue But also a composite novel The first That India gives...
A spoonula of creativity
Some books that one gets to read are like a spoonula of creative thought and expression and then there are a whole lot of others that make the critics say that we ‘have turned literature into a cesspool of mediocrity’. Well, the PR and marketing games fill up the virtual and the real spaces...
Life erupts. Review of ‘Sons of Thunder’
What I like best about an anthology is that it never nags you into reading it from cover to cover… you have the freedom to begin anywhere and hop from one section to another without nursing the guilt of having to sacrifice some sacred thread that is somehow gluing the pages together. ‘Sons of Thunder’...
