Musing Life and Death She was dark, unwashed, uncombed, and Christian or Hindu—her family could be serving the Hindu dead in front and Christians behind.
Musing Parzania I have said I am Hindu wherever I have gone in the world, and until I saw these banners, never thought I need to fear saying it.
Musing A Red Week In January The walls of the Palace Grounds are painted with the portraits of comrades Che and Marx. The caption to Che asks the worker to “rise with indignation."
Musing Bond, A Lesser Bond I’ve known only the grand sleek Bond of the movies, not this guy, a smaller fellow in his undertakings, but a Bond rendered in clean, energetic prose.
Bangalore A Matter of Meat The sacs hang before shop-fronts the way flower-strings dangle on stall-fronts at Gandhi Bazaar and Malleshwaram.
Travel Arriving In Amsterdam With My Son The whole world appeared to have arrived at Schipol, and the lines were long at immigration. George Bush was going to be visiting the following day, Sunday.
