I would never have thought I would ever feel sorry, as I do now, for L K Advani. I have had reason to detest the political skullduggery of the man (see `Skeletons in Advani’s cupbard’ in the Blogrolls section on this blog) but I would never have believed that he would be so stupid as to shoot himself in the foot with his jiggery-pokery kind of politics. Read more
The kinds of responses that my colleagues Pankaj Vohra, Vinod Sharma, Zia Haq and I get to our liberal-minded writings on our blogs have convinced me that cyberspace has very nearly been captured by a host of narrow-minded saffron bigots who brook no difference of opinion, who have no rational argument to contradict our eclectic approach to the issues we write about and who, therefore, use abuse and denigration in the mistaken hope and belief that that is the best form of intimidation. Read more
I did not have as much exposure to Rajiv Gandhi as my colleague Pankaj Vohra, who has recalled his fond memories of India’s former Prime Minister in his blog this week, did. But the little that I got to see him whenever he came to Bombay (he was born here, August 20, 1944) has left me with at least one bagful of them. And the most enduring of these is an image out of October 2, 1986. Read more
There are many Congress leaders from Delhi who wonder why no one in Maharashtra seems able to take Sharad Pawar on.
To them I have always stated the Hindi adage : paani mein rehekar magarmachh se bair nahin (you can’t take on the crocodile in his own waters). Read more