Dom Moraes

The watchers in cheap seats applaud it all/with puny wooden drums, instead of words.

No thrills here, just meaningless tragic frills to a fantasy no one can really fancy

That was Nissim Ezekiel, poet, professor and person par excellence

For the average Mumbaikar, Busybee's columns was their voice speaking

A likeable novel despite the unavoidable Mills and Boon touches.

Most of the people in this book speak as though at an English public school, and the author is as facetious.

Thukral has attemped to follow in the footsteps of Swift and Orwell by writing a satirical allegory, and he has failed.

Vernon's Krishnamurti somehow does not sound like the person I met in Pupul Jayakar's house in Delhi.

"Advani thought this was a costly Japanese project. When he realised it was Indian and cheap, he said he would not have believed it had he not seen it."