P. Raja

Water is destroyer and preserver. To put it in worldly terms, water is like a wife. Can you live neither with her nor without her?

It all started at the Indian Coffee House on Nehru Street. Pondicherry where Yann Martel (author of a novel, Self and a story collection The

After retirement, I bought an adjacent villa purely to house the books I had collected during my student days and the forty years of service,

There was a time when educated Indians wishing to show off their knowledge of the English language began writing about the English countryside. Their purpose

From time past, we learn that the poets who handled the stylus were very poor, always struggling to make both ends meet; and those who

Cleopatra was just a name to me when I heard of her for the first time in my life. That was when I was not

Books, like their authors, are living beings. In spite of book burnings round the globe down the history of time, we know for certain that

A poser indeed. Better to frame the question differently: what is Life? Any way both questions are posers that would make any listener to quiver

Once St. Francis of Assissi visited the sultan of Egypt. Eager to insult the saint, the sultan laid a trap for him. He ordered a

“The great secret for keeping matters right in wedlock is never to quarrel with your wives for trifles; for we are but babies at best

There was a time when I listened to stories. There was a time when I told stories. Still I dream of stories and then write

When I was still in school fighting a losing battle with my Math teachers, I had a wild green parrot for my pet. He had