4 DECEMBER 1982, page 12
An Opportunity Missed
Gita Mehta M y earliest political memory is of being sent as a child to watch Mahatma Gandhi's funeral cortege pass through the streets of Delhi. Although I was only five years......
A Dying State
Shiva Naipaul T he dark green plain, sliced through by a broad, orange-coloured arc of the Ganges, was dissected into shining rec- tangles by fields of rice which stretched as......
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