Santa Singh
Outside a cinema hall, when the audience had finished braving another terrible Hindi movie, I walked towards a water cooler and found a young man, clad in a plain white shirt and faded jeans, reading some lines aloud.
These were not ordinary lines. They sounded like typical Hindi film dialogues. I wondered if this man would go on to become an actor and subject us to more atrocities. I felt like smashing his head then and there.
Ananth Venkatesh
My voyage to Kerala and Tamil Nadu was an exemplary one. Jet Airways and Jet Life ensured that. The people there, in whose bungalows I was lodged, along with my paternal relatives, were sufficiently jocund. Palakkad is a Tamil-majority city. That was a revelation, much to my surprise. I had data on the age-old presence of Tamils in Palakkad. But I always felt that Tamils constituted a significantly scanty minority community in Kerala. Nonetheless, the presence of the Tamils was omnipresent.