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One of the hazards of a job that involves graveyard shifts, like that of a journalist, is the extreme possibility of encountering fear – fear of and from the unexplained. Paranormal you might call it. And no matter how practical, rational or fearless you are, there are moments that leave you rattled. One such event
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I am a wise man. Not that it needs any validation, but it helps when it is authenticated. Like the other day when I visited a dentist who confirmed that I have a wisdom tooth! And that was the one which was giving me trouble. “Just a minor infection in the gum near the wisdom
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Opinionated. As per the Oxford dictionary it means ‘expressing or having extremely strong opinions about things that you are not willing to change.’ I admit it does have a negative ring to it. But then it is not really so. Certainly not if you are in your 60s!. For then, it is not just right,
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I sit hunched before the computer’s blank screen and staring back at me is the huge, dreaded writer’s block. And as I sit with a blank face, my son with his wit, especially reserved for me when I slip at times, says “Eh! Writer’s block? Why don’t you then write about writer’s block?” “Why not?
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It is said, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. And if I may add, the way to a woman’s heart passes through the kitchen. In fact the kitchen is her exclusive zone. Notwithstanding all the noises of patriarchy and male chauvinism, everyone knows how dearly the women love their kitchens, their
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“आज फिर वही हुआ जिसका डर था, आज फिर कुछ नहीं हुआ.” किसी के द्वारा कहे गए इस कथन से मैं केवल सहमत ही न था, बल्कि मैंने इस तथ्य को अनुभव भी किया जब मै विजयवाड़ा, आज से कुछ ३६ साल पूर्व, पहली बार आया। मेरी पत्रकारिता की यात्रा यहीं से शुरू हुई थी.
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This romantic journey was long overdue. I had always wanted to take my wife on a trip to Vijayawada. Yes. you heard right, a romantic trip to Vijayawada. Vijayawada plays a seminal role in my life. For it was from here that I embarked on my journalism career in the offices of The Indian Express.
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There are moments in your life that, though ensconced in the deep recess of the memory bank, spring up at particular moments or jump up as a response to some catch phrases. The following childhood incident never fails to make an appearance whenever Jallikattu (a bull taming sport prevalent in Tamil Nadu during Pongal) is
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It is not that I am a bad teacher… Sorry, let me correct it. I am a bad teacher, and it is not that I haven’t tried. To clear the matters, I am talking only about the academic teaching.! Surprisingly though, my very first job was that of a teacher! I had just finished college
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There are lies, bloody lies and Statistics. And then there is Sports Statistics! A hard-nosed sports fan will love to buttress his arguments with stats just to prove his idol is the best of all. But stats, in spite of all its wide acceptance and its uses, can never be the judge of the greatest
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