In the city of Nizams, late night cravings are sorted with a phone call.
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From mom's aloo parantha to chocolate kheer, Indian food comes in all shapes, sizes and forms. And then 'Modern Indian' cuisine happened. Some of the dishes created at restaurants are truly inspired a...
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Having strong animal protection laws is important, but to work, they need to be properly enforced. Animal protection organisations can get the ball rolling, but we can't do it alone—which is why...
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Live stations! Yes, those lovely counters in a restaurant where they cook the food right in front of your eyes. Better still, you decide for yourself what goes into your grub. In other words, you direct the whole show by deciding the ingredients of your meal. There's no two ways about it -- live stations are fast picking up a following in Mumbai and if you haven't tried them out, begin with this list...
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Eleven-year-old Deepu went missing in Hoskote, 17km from his own village of Obalapura, Karnataka. He got lost in a crowd and his parents were unable to locate him. When Sarathi Jhalak, the local community radio station got involved, the community rallied together, and Deepu was found by listeners who decided not to ignore the young boy crying by the roadside. But now, Sarathi Jhalak struggles with a lack of funds and has gone off air temporarily.
Every year, 2.7 crore children are born in India. This is the sum that we hope becomes the dividend of India's growth equation. This cohort, it is projected, adds to India's celebrated profile of having the world's largest youth population for the next two decades -- approximately 356 million 10-24-year-olds. Projections peg great hope on this statistic, anticipating it to be the major factor driving the plot of India's growth story. However, there are daunting challenges accompanying this demographic advantage, particularly when it comes to health.
I am an outsider. I have no community. I belong to the middle class and in my building people nod and smile politely to each other, but they are too busy, with their televisions, or their phones, or their Internet, or their children, or worrying about their maids, or EMIs. They don't walk together, they don't laugh together.