If Kinsey was right, there are anywhere between 50 and 100 million people in India who are gay, lesbian or bisexual. So where is the "gay India"? What does it do, and where does it live? A country that is home to nearly a fifth of the world's population surely needs to confront these questions.
Sporting loose brown pants, 100 rupees in my left shoe, 3 layers of wrinkled shirts, a money belt tucked under the second shirt layer and looped through my pants, glasses, frizzy hair running amok, old sneakers and an alarm in my pants pocket, I exited the hotel gates.
Though there seems no quick fix to the ongoing problems of the Kukis and the Nagas, it has become an issue that cannot be ignored for too long.
Reading Chetan Bhagat's Revolution 2020 in December 2012 while traveling by bus throughout India, it has seemed that art imitates life. The newspaper has been alive with the protests in the street with the "pink revolution."
Crowds, controversies and chaos. That, in a nutshell, was day three of the Jaipur Literature Festival. It kicked off at 10 in the morning with political psychologist Ashis Nandy's remark about India's backward classes being flamboyant in their corrupt ways.
Coca-Cola sells what amounts to aspirationally branded fizzy sugar-water for about 25 cents a bottle in villages all over India. What would happen if a well-financed company started selling a nutritious soft drink at a nickel a pop in millions of villages around the world?
With so much beauty and filth, food and poverty, happiness and stress, India is an overwhelming (and wonderful) place to film
Old men sipping at small glasses of sweet milky coffee, foamed up to perfection by pouring it from one cup to another. They stand at tables, eating Khara Bath, Kesari Bath, Chow Chow Bath, and so many other breakfasts.
The most important reason to adapt is the speed with which it produces results. That's because small scale, localized deployment is agile and capable of growing rapidly. An attribute that large-scale centralized solar farms lack -- especially in India.
Perhaps my mother was right and India has just gotten worse for women. This gang rape is not an insolated event. Men molest, cackle and constantly disrespect women in public places all the time in India.
There is no special context or situation for rape. And yet, we spend so much of our time trying to address the contexts and situations of rape by focusing on protecting our girls and not on changing the attitudes and behaviors of perpetrators and enablers of violence.
It was the first time that I had to face up to the ideal so many spiritual paths teach us: that it is not the form that matters, but what it contains.
The leopard was waiting for us. As the jeep rumbled closer, the big cat rippled to his feet, loped across the front of the vehicle and ambled into the bushes. The spotted beast didn't return, but none of us on board will ever forget him.
Mahatma Gandhi's granddaughter has spent her life as the custodian of his legacy in South Africa as well as the caretaker of Phoenix Settlement. I recently had the opportunity to meet with her.
If we are going to avoid the worst impacts of climate change we need disruptive innovations that fundamentally alter the broken systems that continue to build out inequitable, fossil fueled societies.