In a chaotic world, lessons from Nicobar

In a chaotic world, lessons from Nicobar

Neelesh Misra Life’s biggest lessons sometimes come at the most unexpected moments, don’t they? For me, one of them looked me in the face from a sheet of paper as I stood in a makeshift relief camp on Car Nicobar Island in the Andaman and Nicobar archipelago, less than two months after the December 2004(…)

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A Catty Story

Two disparate events happened in the past two days. Laurinda Keys, my former colleague at the Associated Press news agency (where both of us do not work any more) won Rs. 45 lakhs plus interest from the AP in a labour lawsuit that had dragged on for years. In the evening, I thoroughly enjoyed writing(…)

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The caste of medicine

Ravish Kumar is one of the funniest people I know. He is also one of the most most talented journalists I know. He wrote a piece on his blog about how in Bihar, a chemist can “look at the prescription and tell the caste of the doctor” — an irony-filled piece about how caste plays into(…)

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A ceiling fan, a 36-year-old dream

A ceiling fan, a 36-year-old dream

My mother called today in excitement. For the first time ever, a fan had just started working in the remote village school my parents set up in 1972 in Uttar Pradesh. The 36-year-old school, Bharatiya Gramin Vidyalaya, was my father, Dr. S.B. Misra’s childhood dream. But it still has no electricity and barely any other(…)

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Bombay snapshot

Bombay snapshot

I sat with my journalist friend Radhika Bordia by a Bombay street, having tea in Worli in the shade of looming trees and gossiping about the world at large. Two little girls walked nearby, wearing their white and blue school uniforms, giggling, their hair in plaits. They stopped under a tree and looked up. To(…)

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An airport and some mercenaries

An airport and some mercenaries

I was on another delayed flight today, waiting inside the plane for over an hour and a half. I switched on the tiny TV screen, flipped past the laughter challenge show, past the food show, past the travel show, and was hooked on to an edge-of-the-seat hockey match between India and Pakistan. An image stayed(…)

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Postcard from Naxal country

Postcard from Naxal country

Red terror just an excuse for lazy officials Neelesh Misra Gitildi (Jharkhand), March 21   Sometime in the middle of the night, the widower got up, stole past his four sleeping children, and hung himself from a nearby berry tree with his late wife’s sari. Fighting crushing poverty in his Gitildi village in Jharkhand, 40-year-old(…)

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