Category Archives: Books

Comics win coz what’s not to love about funny pictures

By Nivriti Butalia

I can’t remember when I started reading Archie comics but I remember once spending Rs60 of my Rs100 school pocket money in Shimla at the Minerva Book House on a Betty and Veronica, a too slim edition. It had a pink cover. Veronica was trying on a green dress and Betty was looking on wistfully. Continue reading Comics win coz what’s not to love about funny pictures

Reading came later. As a kid, I was too busy playing outside

By Kelly Clarke

There’s a game I sometimes play with friends. It’s usually over text, and it’s usually when I’m at a loose end. It’s an ‘either/or’ approach to battling boredom. But rules do apply. The response to each question must come in thick and fast. No dillydallying or thinking about your answer. It has to be a knee-jerk reaction; an honest reaction. Continue reading Reading came later. As a kid, I was too busy playing outside

Reading between the lines and the narrowing of spaces

By Sushmita Bose

Ilove Kevin Spacey. On screen. I love it when he smiles and his side dimples crumple up: adorable, with a hint of sardonicism. His is the first name I blurt out whenever someone asks who my all-time favourite actor is; then, I wonder why I name him given I’ve not watched too many of his films (I can count them on my fingertips). Maybe it’s just the impact he’s had on me with his brilliance in The Usual Suspects, American Beauty and L.A. Confidential. Continue reading Reading between the lines and the narrowing of spaces

My grandpa built a library for future generations

By Purva Grover

As a child, I didn’t know that my maternal grandpa was a scholar. He was a doctor — I knew that — from the black nameplate that hung outside the door — Dr Krishan Dhavan. But what kind of doctor, I was unsure of. Doctors wear stethoscopes, right? He didn’t. Neither did I know that he was an important, famous man. He was just Nana, simple. Continue reading My grandpa built a library for future generations

In the good ol’ days, Russian lit in Kerala was all the rage

By Suresh Pattali

The Reds are coming! A whole generation of Western Europe grew up listening to this cold war apothegm, which invoked the spectre of a Soviet invasion. Almost the same time thousands of miles away, the rumbles of a Soviet invasion, of a different nature, resonated across India, especially in the tiny state of Kerala. Continue reading In the good ol’ days, Russian lit in Kerala was all the rage