The Man Who Conquered Time

THE lecture at Siri Fort must just be over." The editor of the city section was obviously in the know. "He usually has a break between events. He won't come before nine." "Nine? That is a long way off," said a socialite in despair.

Yet she, and the capital's glitterati—authors, bureaucrats, editors, scientists, socialites—waited patiently at Delhi's Taj Mansingh to meet the man in the wheelchair who speaks through a machine.