CALCUTTA IS FOEVER

Thirty years ago, a dishevelled man leaned across and shouted at me in the smoke-filled, raucous Olympia bar on Calcutta’s Park Street: “Calcutta is forever!”…

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New Business Families

“If a thousand suns were to rise in the heavens at the same time, the blaze of their light would resemble a little the supreme…

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Spoil Of Sycophancy

For all those journalists who think they belong to a thankless and poorly-paid profession, there is hope on the horizon. It comes from the latest…

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