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  • Yeh koi pagalpan to nahin

    Published On September 11, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    “Aap kya chahte hein? Yeh koi pagalpan to nahin?”

    “Nahin bhai sahab, yeh pagalpan nahin hai.” I replied before I banged down the phone. But by then, to tell you the truth, I was...
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  • The eyes that spoke to me

    Published On September 4, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    It may sound middle-aged but it’s very difficult not to be smitten by Madhuri Dixit when you come face to face with her. I was.

    We met at Ramoji Film City, Hyderabad. She was there to...
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  • Don’t cry for me Islamabad

    Published On August 28, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    You might think it a bit odd that within the space of a few weeks four forgotten ladies from 19th century Bhopal should end up the subject of two different books but if you are the sort who frequen...
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  • I should have said it long ago

    Published On August 21, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    “Arre saale” said Ranga, laughing loudly at the same time. “Isne mujhe haspital me phool bheje the!”

    It was a hot afternoon in late April, a few days after his discharge from Apo...
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  • The novel that makes George’s point

    Published On August 15, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    “We must retaliate” said Hari Dixit.

    “No” replied Unni Krishnan, almost in a whisper. “We must stop. If they strike again we are condemning the lives of another million people...
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  • The Queen and I

    Published On August 7, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    “They really are a strange lot” my friend Pertie muttered. We were watching the news and he was commenting on the millions who had gathered outside Buckingham Palace. It was the Queen Mum’s...
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  • Why I respect Ram

    Published On July 31, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    Although I can’t be certain I think I first met Ram Jethmalani in 1992. It was the run-up to the presidential elections and he was a candidate. S.D. Sharma and G.G. Swell were the other two. N...
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  • By Karan Thapar

    Have you ever been in the uncomfortable position of having your views deliberately and maliciously distorted to create a completely erroneous impression of what you actually said? And have you the...
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  • When a pink pig means I’m sorry

    Published On July 17, 2000
    By Karan Thapar

    The nicest apology I ever received was from my late wife Nisha. At the time we had been married five years, both of us were working and saturday afternoon was when the household shopping was done....
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  • By Karan Thapar

    Last week, as I sat listening to the debate swirling around Farooq Abdullah’s autonomy resolution, my mind turned to the many secessionists I’ve met. Journalists tend to meet several of them. ...
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