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My friend, displaying a rare bout of aggressive or maybe arrogant energy, triggered by success and youth that fallaciously gag logic, committed a huge wrong.
Dr Abdullah Taryam had unconditionally hitched his destiny to a hymn of principles in return for a life of lavish ethical fulfilment and prosperity.
Men have bungled, let women rule. We were given an hour to prepare our speeches on the motion at a university contest. Six of us were asked to defend the topic, six counter it. I was part of the latter.
Hardship fetters. It makes our dreams rot in the man-sanctioned swamp of discrimination and not many can extricate themselves from the quagmire. But some, who are born into the cesspool, rewrite the rules of the game.
I was a boy, and full of innocence and love, till I left Calcutta. But became a Bengali on landing in New Delhi.
The 17th century English writer is asking us to leave an ideological quarter for human fallibility…
It was the Calcutta of the 70s. There was a knock on the door, but I was too lazy to react. However, I reacted to the second one because not only the decibel count went up, there was a certain amount of desperation, preceded by a sense of deep anxiety, in the bang.
The world of politics is like a bog. Everything stinks. The kid’s photograph reminded me of that. Forsaken by fate and victimised by an aggregate of hideously self-serving power-drunk politicians,
The quantum of pleasure in his life is declining fast. At times he feels bliss is about to stop breathing. The gentleman, thoroughly bored, decided one morning to unmask himself and stay at home.
As if the rampaging barbarity of COVID-19 wasn’t enough, as if the killer disease’s infinite assaults weren’t enough, the country, led by an irresponsible leadership, had to invite its complete destruction.
Shaadaab S. Bakht, who worked for famous Indian dailies The Telegraph, The Pioneer, The Sentinel and wrote political commentaries for Tehelka.com, is Gulf Today’s Executive Editor.