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Most memories are like dreams — intangible, fuzzy, fleeting and subliminal. However, sometimes, they have an exceptional timelessness that causes them to resurface at the mere hint of reflection. The collective national grief at Dharmendra’s demise impels me to go down memory lane — almost six decades in time. It was a lazy Sunday in the summer holidays of 1969. I sat with a pile of Enid Blytons in the outer courtyard of our old home on Station Road in Lucknow. A strapping ca

What I like most about Kulpreet Yadav is that he puts his thoughts into action with certain conviction and the whole universe conspires...

Sayan Sarkar has in him all that it takes to make it big. I’m sticking my neck out to say he’s another superstar in the making, waiting...