Sanity Sucks

I feel an inner drowsiness so great it overflows the bounds of self. And I want nothing, prefer nothing, there is nothing I can escape into: The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa

Sunday, January 04, 2015

My response to the CRPF IG's so-called clarification

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My former employer, The Hindu , in its January 4 edition, has published a so-called clarification from the Inspector-General (Operations) o...
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Friday, February 01, 2013

Puncturing the separatist discourse

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The following post by Sualeh Keen, my friend from the Kashmir Valley, should not be seen as a review of Gowhar Fazli's review of my book...
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Wednesday, March 07, 2012

There Are No Attendants

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Every man is an island. That is what I was told when I arrived in this city as a new migrant. But even when I knew nothing about its machina...
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Tuesday, November 08, 2011

There never has been a home

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“But is it wrong for a man to make a house, a place where he can return in the evening?” – The Journals of John Cheever There never has b...
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Saturday, September 03, 2011

Hypocrisy of Distant Cheers

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Beyi sund dod chhui bemaane/ Yas akkis banih te sui zaane (Another’s pain is without meaning/ Only the sufferer knows what it is li...
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Autumn of Hypocrisy

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Tonight, they will raise a toast. Tonight, they will pat one another’s backs, and, in the confines of their apartments in New Delhi and els...
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Friday, August 26, 2011

Guerilla in the forest

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This girl is a member of the Chetna Natya Manch , the cultural troupe of the CPI (Maoist). Along with other members, the girl travels from v...
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Thursday, June 16, 2011

Hello, Bastar

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PRAISE FOR "HELLO, BASTAR": "Rahul Pandita had done something unusual - He had studied the Maoist movement at ground level fo...
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Sunday, May 01, 2011

Muchiness

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Long time ago I used to know this woman who was much older than me. We met at a bar one cold winter night where we sat at different tables, ...
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Wednesday, April 06, 2011

In Pursuit of a Collector | OPEN Magazine

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In Pursuit of a Collector | OPEN Magazine (Pic by Ishan Tankha)
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Wednesday, February 02, 2011

The Unsaid Words

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A woman remembers her best friend, a man dubbed a Maoist and killed by the Republic of India. He happened to be her journalist husband “For...
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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Hemlock Destiny

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“Why do you say every man is a planet?” the demon asks him, licking his scalpel. He lies on the ground, wounded, bruised, tattered, crippled...
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Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Fever is a jilted lover

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It is so tough to unsettle the haze, he thinks. The haze inside his chest. Sometimes it scares him. And then he has to close his eyes and im...
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Sunday, November 07, 2010

The Long March

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Walking with Maoist guerillas along a flooded river, somewhere along the Maharashtra-Chhattisgarh border
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Among the guerillas

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With Maoist guerillas somewhere on the Maharashtra-Chhattisgarh border
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The Absent State

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My book, "The Absent State" (with Neelesh Misra) is out in book stores now. Hachette India has called it the non-fiction book of t...
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Rahul Pandita
Delhi-based conflict writer. Author of "Hello, Bastar: The Untold Story of India's Maoist Movement" (Tranquebar Press), and co- author of Hachette India's non-fiction book of 2010,"The Absent State".
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