What do a middle aged man who has built his entire persona around constant tirades of hate directed at ‘his own people’, an aging Bangladeshi-American who obsesses over ‘white skin’ and Jat women, and a Gujrati-American millennial who attempts to ingratiate himself with white supremacist political tribes online while posing…

July 30, 2023 My first experience on social media was blogging. Actually it hurts to call blogging that : writing, maintaining and curating a blog is a profound activity of self cultivation, that is so different from what social media has become – the very idea of Twitter as a…

From the island, one could see the vast, brooding outline of the derelict city, its towers a shifting black against the mouldy sky in the day, their outlines blurred by the all pervading haze. At night, they burned. Once I had dared to swim as close as I could to…

[The scene is set in a grand hall, with Voltaire and Montesquieu seated on opposite ends of a long table, surrounded by flickering candles and ornate tapestries. A fire roars in the hearth.] Voltaire: Ah, dear Montesquieu, how doth the evening find thee? Montesquieu: Fairly well, my friend. …

Jasdeep sat comfortably in his chair, surrounded by his grandchildren. They looked up at him with eager eyes, waiting to hear the story of his journey to Mars. It had been 50 years since the mission, but the memories were still fresh in his mind. “Grandpa, tell us again about…

In recent decades, Haryanvis have faced the brunt of state violence on two major occasions. In the wake of the Jat reservation protests — ask those who were arrested — and, remember the discursive violence by the usual characters painting Jats as semi-barbarians, using all forms of propaganda and lies…

Hail to the Thunder, Hail to the Storm, Hail to the Land where the Warrior’s born, Hail to his armour, gleaming gold, Hail to the battle sounds of old. Down from the mountain, Down from the hill, The Wind that stirs, The Time that’s still, Hail to god, Hail to his Throne, Hail to the…

Ancient man conceived of his world as one that was surrounded by some conceptualisation of primordial waters, which were held in check – or, given order – by some cosmosmoulding power, thus, allowing, for a brief moment of time, in the larger scheme of things, civilisation to flourish, on land…

Some time around 3000 BC, how far this way or that we cannot say, there was an event, rather common, mundane and perhaps even boring, then, but in the context of human history, monumental — this happened most likely somewhere off the Makran coast, off present day Iran, perhaps somewhere…