In India, almost everyone has an opinion on cricket. Many of us grow up believing that cricket belongs only to the Indian team
“I’ve written a book, and it’s been published. You must buy a copy,” I told my friend. “Okay,” she replied. “But what are you doing to promote it?”
In a year when our feeds seem engineered for agitation, I came across a single line that felt like a hand on the shoulder: “Circulation of daily
S.A. Qureshi was struggling to stand on his feet during the final football match between India and Korea. It wasn’t just a game for him—it was the culmination of a lifetime of sacrifice
It all began with the simplest of things — the days of the week. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and, as I pronounced it with innocent confidence, “Sachurday.” The moment those words left my mouth, laughter erupted
Raj had always been impulsive, but this time, he had truly outdone himself. Boarding a chartered flight to Bangkok with his best friend Somesh, without informing his family
All-rounders play a crucial role in cricket as they contribute significantly with both bat and ball, providing balance to the team
Even in the modern era, the struggle over books and ideas persists. In 2025, a book fair at a university in Uttarakhand,
July 2008 marked the beginning of my MBA at NMIMS, Mumbai. From the first day, I harbored a dream: to ride my motorbike back to Faridabad.
Raising a child is often described as a transformative journey, filled with challenges and rewards
He brings tears to my eyes, Yet stirs empathy within, He inflicts wounds, That linger like echoes of the past. He never pretends, But keeps me awake,
Yesterday, I had the remarkable experience of witnessing the final event of women’s skateboarding, and it was a truly heartwarming spectacle. The energy, passion, and camaraderie displayed by these young athletes were nothing short of inspiring. It was a moment that will stay with me forever
As sleep finally claimed him, Ravi was left to wonder if the evening’s events had truly been settled or if they were merely paused, a temporary ceasefire in a battle that had yet to reach its conclusion. Image of Lisa was all over his mind till the weight of emotions, the cacophony of thoughts,