How to behave when someone says nasty things to your face

By Bikram Vohra

Most of us spend a great deal of time talking out of line and saying things we shouldn’t. The irony is, we don’t excel in the way we say it and come across as merely common. Not for us the lofty wings of grand speech, a thought unique, a moment rare, expressed with such profundity, that it will last for eternity and a day.

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How to write an unauthorised biography of a film star

By Anamika Chatterjee

It is anything but easy to tell the ‘untold story’ of a Bollywood star. Yasser Usman should know. A senior film journalist, he has recently penned an unauthorised biography of Sanjay Dutt, titled The Crazy Untold Story of Bollywood’s Bad Boy (published by Juggernaut) after penning the life sketches of veteran actors Rajesh Khanna and Rekha. The actor, however, seems less than impressed. Recently, he issued a statement saying, among other things, that the book was “partly based on my old interviews but rest all seemed to be based on hearsay, 1990s tabloids and gossip magazines”. In a conversation with Khaleej Times, Usman stands by the “extensive research” that informs his book and, of course, why Sanjay Dutt makes for a fascinating subject!

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Let me spit it out: cricket should clean up its act on hygiene

By Allan Jacob

What’s the big deal about players tampering with the cricket ball when the sport is rolling in real dirt and muck? The recent moral outrage has been a test of our hypocritical skills. It’s an old normal, but this breast-beating about cheating has left me confused. What concerns me is the state of general hygiene on the pitch. The ugly spectacle of a player rubbing the cherry or white ball on his thigh or crotch and then sticking it down his underwear fills me with angst about the germs that are being spread on the field. Even umpires are not spared when they inspect the ball at regular intervals.

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My friend just gave me a virtual key to his home

By Purva Grover

When cable television made it to our living room, it brought with it HBO and Star Movies. Courtesy of which, I began to consume Hollywood flicks and learnt and unlearnt many things. At the same time, I also began to believe that the ideal and safest place to leave the key to one’s home was under the ‘Welcome’ doormat at the entrance or in the special nook at the top of the front door. You would want those kids in Evil Dead to be able to enter the abandoned house and feel safe, right?

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Lessons from Stormy Daniels on how to control the narrative

By Harveena Herr

Opportunistic piffle, obviously. The whole Stormy Daniels saga. It’s quite tempting to dismiss an adult film actor and director, who, people are noting has the rare ability in the industry, “to control her own narrative.” On the morality spectrum, however, I find myself increasingly ambivalent as I get older. And wiser, presumably.

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Move over, coconut. Jackfruit is officially the king of Kerala

By Suresh Pattali

Yes, apartment 504. High on excitement, I had knocked on the wrong door a few times, so I checked again. My characteristic double-ring of the doorbell typically sparks a conversation much before the door is opened. “Where were you all this while?” I could hear wifey. I stood there holding a tray of foodstuff behind my back. Like a school kid hiding his improved exam score to spring a surprise on his grumpy mother. She opened the door and looked me up and down, grabbed the tray from behind and screamed, “Jackfruit!”

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