the red pill <.>

"Acharya, what is the purpose of life ?", asks Jaya with his hands folded before Dheesara, the chieftian of the city of Vaishali ....

On a Sunday, I walk into the center of town and see a middle-aged man playing accordion. It is a romantic instrument - the accordion. As he ...

"What's going on !!? I cannot seem to find a decent program on a single channel for the past one hour", complains Zuick. ...

The ancient Indian epic of Mahábháratha narrates the story of an apocalyptic war. This is not a war between the good and the evil. This war...

Most of the good stories are written about travellers. Whenever a culture meets with another, a new story is born. May be I can generalize a...

Égalité is a concept totally lacking in India. If I ever make a decision to leave India for good, it will most probably be because of the la...

What was India doing when the fever of renaissance was gripping Europe ? Listening to this lunatic . This person holds responsibility for th...

When a person believes that he is doing something for a right cause, he becomes indistinguishable from a robot. Most of the great things hap...

I am defending my Masters work in IIIT Hyderabad. It deals with matching planar patterns in perspective images. After a long love-hate relat...

Otthaina maa bhásha ki putthadi pandagalu Maró Gurajáda neeku kongottha sogasulu diddu gaaka Maró Vémana neeku tatva chaitanyam'osagu ga...