Judy Balan’s second book ends up being an echo of what might have been, in an alternate universe, an incisive, fun novel.
Mohsin Hamid’s latest book makes you turn your attention to lives and situations that you may not have considered before.
Kamal Singh as Hoirong has released a brilliant, thoughtful debut that is as evocative of Seattle in the ’90s as Bangalore in the mid-’00s.
Why does Ma Anand Sheela continue to ‘love’ Osho even after he accused her of bio-terrorism and was responsible for her stint in prison?
Rajat Chaudhuri’s latest novel sees a motley bunch of hotel guests sharing stories of which they are observer, star, and occasional victim.
Manu Joseph deftly weaves a novel that is a rare sighting: a blue moon, exciting and wholly fulfilling.
Amruta Patil returns the Mahabharat closer to its original canvas; far more crowded and complicated than most Indians may be familiar with.
How do you best challenge the fact that in India, finding a woman in a position of power at her workplace is almost always the exception to the rule?
Anjali Joseph’s second novel seems to be about 21-year-old Leela’s relationship with herself via the men she chooses to date in different countries.
In a book that is perhaps meant to target all age groups, Sudha Murty’s writing is easily accessible and readable.
You’ve got to admit that music-wise, the Riot Peddlers—a three-piece punk rock band from Mumbai—are on top of their game.
P. Sivakami’s stories refuse to mollycoddle the reader into a sense of ennui, the worst weapon in an indifferent world.