In a paradox of our times, the most gorgeous rendition in praise of Saraswati in raga Bhairavi has been sung by one who may have never used the word '.
The beloved streets are dead. Killed by greed and spurious glory Namita Devidayal’s STOI piece on Mumbai losing its streetscapes reminded me of ‘Fuiji’. My old aunt steadfastly refused to move out of her Dalal.