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Eating Animals: An Excerpt

“WHAT IS ADDED BY HAVING a turkey on the Thanksgiving table? Maybe it tastes good, but taste isn’t the reason it’s there — most people don’t eat very much turkey throughout the year. (Thanksgiving Day accounts for 18 percent of... Continue Reading →

A Christmas Carol – An Excerpt

“Christmas a humbug, uncle!' said Scrooge's nephew. 'You don't mean that, I am sure?' 'I do,' said Scrooge. 'Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you to be merry? You're poor enough.' 'Come, then,' returned... Continue Reading →

Pleasures & Perils of 2017

The year 2017 was so eventful that when I look back there is not one thing I would change. Although, there were moments that got the good of me and left me mighty drained. But I did pledge to take... Continue Reading →

Book Review – The Sensualist

I am ardent admirer of Ruskin Bond and try to read anything and everything he's written. This book was a welcome change from the customary Bond fiction. With The Sensualist, Ruskin Bond has ventured away from his stylist fiction that... Continue Reading →

Delhi is not far – An Excerpt

In Pipalnagar there is not exactly despair, but resignation, an indifference to both living and dying. The town is almost truly reflected in the Pipalnagar Home, where in an open courtyard surrounded by mud walls a score of mental patients... Continue Reading →

The Sensualist – An Excerpt

He has produced a small chillum—a clay pipe—and filled it with the dried leaves of the cannabis plant. ‘No wonder you eat so little,’ I say. ‘It is mental food I require. Those few or many years ago of which... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Power of Positive Thinking

The Power of Positive Thinking was my first book for 2014 and I am glad I chose to start the year surfing on positive sails. Just when I came across all but raving reviews about this book, I was fortunate enough... Continue Reading →

Men without Women – An Excerpt

I tried to collect fragments of clues as to her whereabouts, in all sorts of places and from all sorts of people. But these were nothing but scraps, assorted bits and pieces. No matter how many you collect, fragments are... Continue Reading →

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