All this book needed was to be treated like a book in its own right, out of the column straitjacket
The notion of privacy is rapidly losing out to data mining
The year 1995 summoned up visions of a spring for Indian writing in English. But charges of elitism, of not sufficiently ‘belonging’, have never ebbed. A contemporary writer responds:
Breathless and frightened, and not even the touch of a hand on your forehead. Not even if you die...that last touch is abolished. Strangers might carry your bier and lower you into the grave, or onto the pyre.
- Opinion | Stones, Blades And Sticks: 92 Rapes In A Day, And The Thought of Justice Hanging On A Tree
Capital punishment for rape leaves me more scared than before -- for self and society -- writes poet-playwright Annie Zaidi, after the Nirbhaya hanging.
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