A grave is a small domain, yet able to contain a citizen of paradise… on reaching poet Joseph Brodsky’s grave

The great Lodhi Garden has turned 90. The Delhi park is made of monuments, trees, grass, flowers, and birds. But its soul lies in its humans. Here are nine lives fleetingly encountered in the park over a span of nine years… my dispatch in Hindustan Times today—please read!

I'm in love with the moon and I'm in love with this:

Bhimrao Ambedkar sat on a gunny sack at school & had to wait for the peon to give him water as being an untouchable he could not touch the tap or surai. When he passed the 4th standard in school his Mahar community wanted to organize a feast as no one had studied that far. He

After he won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1957, Albert Camus wrote a letter of thanks to his favorite childhood teacher, whom he'd never forgotten. It's beautiful.

When I received an email from a young person saying she "wants to be a writer" but wonders "if it's worth it in the world today," I thought for a long time and wrote her this message: Dear Abigail, You ask me, in your lovely note, if I have any advice for writers, especially

When God has a plan… From selling bhatura chole at Vivek Public School in 1989, to opening Lawrence Garden Banquet from the back of my house in Amritsar in 1990. In 1991, I chose culinary arts— a decision that embarrassed almost everyone except my grandmother. There were years

I'll never get over the fact that my mother kept this in her house for decades. I wrote it when I was 15 and our horse died.

Seen this in flesh and blood before boarding the Shinkansen. Beyond brilliant!

two men with natural intelligence… two men with artificial intelligence

So very sad to hear about the passing of my friend and mentor, Raghu Rai. Raghu was not just the greatest Indian photographer of his generation, he was the most beloved, generous & wonderful man. His book on Delhi was the first book I ever bought about the city, and it was he who

Rest in peace, Raghu Rai. What a photographer. Iconic! Shaped the vision of so many Indian photographers and visual artists.

Scenes from Old Delhi/Sadar today: - Gondi fruits! Apparently, edible!! - Falsa fruits! - Kachra (काचरा), the round cucumbers! - Dried Chana leaves, to be cooked with some lentil(Masoor)! - A lady with a roadside shop, feeding a kitten she found near railway tracks!

My dear RAGHU bhai (Raghu Rai), I won't ever hear your heartfelt voice again over phone, greeting me in immaculate Urdu and filling void with your signature warmth! Last (2025) April, within two weeks of joining in Delhi, a call comes to me from him, "Reyaz bhai, I dare

Much-awaited relief from the heatwave ahead as summer storms are set to take over #India early next week Meteorological Context • A spell of heatwave usually triggers summer storms in India. These are WD/LWD-led patterns supported by moisture-laden winds from the Arabian Sea

The most haunting photograph of Sikh genocide in Delhi was taken by Raghu Rai.

Life, photographer Raghu Rai believed, is endless. Just as nature. There is no saturation point, he would insist. Somewhere in this endlessness, a magical moment is always emerging… my obituary on the great photographer—please read!

Friends, I hope you've been taking good care of yourselves. From 4th until 8th May, I'll be exhibiting some of my Himalayan photographic work in New Delhi after a decade-long gap. The display will be as modest as my budget, but it will lift your spirits. You're cordially invited!

Raghu Rai’s first photo was a baby donkey. When he visited his birthplace Jhang in Pakistan, villagers gave him a donkey ride. The donkey took Jesus to Jerusalem, is the Democrat mascot, was a companion in Don Quixote, loved in Au Hazard Balthazar, Shrek. Absolut Gadha Da Vida!

It is not about one bank official. It is the inhuman system of governance erected under a top-down regime where a citizen is fully disempowered and should provide all documents for SIR or NRC or the bank account. Sandeep Adhwaryu 🇮🇳