The incomplete stories of a Delhi walli. I once asked my mother what she would like to do in life if she could do anything in the world and she said, “I’d love to travel, without a care in the world, discovering something new behind the bend,...
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The other side of the story. I am a Franco-German. I have lived in Delhi and have travelled throughout India. I speak Hindi and understand Bengali. I know all the Madhuri Dixit songs. I consider Satyajit Ray one of my gods. I love reading Arundhati Roy. I have studied Economics and...
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A musical evening with the essayist. While launching Broken Republic – Three Essays at the India Habitat Center in May 2011, Arundhati Roy read the book’s introduction that touches upon the lives of Delhi’s street children. The recital was accompanied by live music from the band The Ska Vengers....
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The spritual discovery. You didn’t need to tell Hazrat Nizamuddin what had brought you to his door — the desire for a son, a cure, or mental peace. He would know it just by a glance at your face, and then in soothing words bless...
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He needs a mate. We named our pug Mr Jones because I had in mind a well-behaved portly little companion who would frolic lovingly when guests came and who would bring me the papers and slippers in the evening. Mr Jones, I thought, was a name that suggested...
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