Wah India. Your myriad avatars, your million mutinies never cease to amaze. We try hard to hijack you. Some cry, "India is Indira". Others sing, "You are my Sonia". Still others chant, "Saffron Shining."
The Never Return is a unique breed of people. Their uniqueness lies in the fact that they think they are the most fortunate people in this world. For them India is a third world country which is confined to those once-in-a-few-years visits for the sake of completing the formality of seeing their loved ones
It is time for some soul-searching within the community, before more Indians discover themselves attracting the relentless public humiliation that Kaur’s boorish and arrogant conduct has subjected her to.
I knew one other thing: I too had graduated and you were congratulating me.
You might as well not be, if you don’t belong.
The slew of recent financial scandals in which so many Indians have been ensnared is the natural corollary of the community’s fixation with wealth.
Clearly the self-appointed guardians of Gandhi’s legacy neither have read Lelyveld’s book nor have any understanding of the man they so venerate.
I am missing matke ka paani. What on earth got you hooked on Busleri?
Islamic terrorists should indeed be ferreted out wherever they are. But King’s hearings and other Republican and right wing theatrics and political grandstanding serve only to inflame bigotry while doing nothing to address the genuinely serious problem of homegrown terrorism.
Colaba has become one of Mumbai’s trendiest neighborhoods, home to designer boutiques, home decor stores, western-style cafes and hip bars.
For centuries, the ruling kings, sultans and emirs in the Middle East have plundered their national resources to finance their extravagant lifestyles.
Some day theories of the multiverse may yield satisfying secular answers to our most enduring existential questions on life, justice and afterlife.
The humiliating pat-down of India's Ambassador Meera Shankar might sensitize Indian diplomats to the indignity and pain experienced by thousands of its citizens seeking consular services every year at the hands of inept, indifferent and callous Indian consular officers.
After coming to New York from Mumbai a year ago, I realized that I have lived here forever.
The 2010 elections were a watershed moment for the Indian American community.
Raising children in a world of boundaries and personal space.
Unlike China, which showcased its economic and organizational prowess on the global stage by pulling off a spectacular Olympics, India was internationally humiliated by the ineptness and chaos that engulfed the Commonwealth Games.
You can be alone in a crowd, whether at a party, a family or public gathering.