It is a light hearted look at the world a few decades ago. Growing up in a small place in Bihar, I never thought Atom Bomb was an unusual name for a sweet. Cold drink was not yet part of people’s daily food and was still looked at as an intruder, however alluring. Jalebi could be a fruit or a sweet, depending upon where you are and of course, Ghebar and Jaleba retained their place as sweet memories of changing times.
Ganga Dhaba or the Radical Hyde Park of JNU -Rajesh K. Jha The sprawling campus of Jawaharlal Nehru University in New Delhi abounds in great tales about people and places. Ganga Dhaba is one of those fertile locations inside JNU which has given rise to many such stories. Some of these have become part of mythology... Continue Reading →
-Rajesh K. Jha Dipsing Deo Raja is young and handsome. Hardly 25 years of age, fair, short in height, flat nose with sharp shining eyes and a pleasant smile playing on his lips. He looked royal and graceful in his bright red jacket typically worn by Tiwa tribesmen of Assam and Meghalaya. Four wooden chairs... Continue Reading →