Do the gods now meet devotees through camera lenses rather than prayer? Has pilgrimage become a journey of the soul, or merely another Instagram story waiting to be posted...

The Partition of 1947 remains one of the deepest wounds in Indian history. Millions were displaced. Countless families were torn apart. The flames of violence and hatred engulfed the subcontinent. Even today, memories of that period evoke profound sorrow and anguish.

The American Dream comes with fine print. Santosh Nayar discovered it the hard way. He went to America with ambition, professional qualifications and hopes of building a better life. What he got was a package nobody would willingly order: career success, three marriages, bipolar disorder, alcohol, broken relationships, courtrooms and prison. Hollywood might have turned it into a blockbuster.

The sun had set, but the lights were still on in an old Lucknow mansion. Newspapers lay scattered across the table while television anchors shouted over one another in a noisy prime-time debate. Amid the chaos, 22-year-old Priya sat surrounded by her books. Then her phone buzzed.

For them, war was just a game. They came. The skies exploded with deadly fireworks. Bombs fell. Missiles flew. Drones swarmed. Thousands died. Homes were reduced to rubble. The air turned toxic. Temperatures rose. Oceans warmed. Forests burned and vanished.

The Right to Information law was once seen as the strongest weapon against corruption. People called it the eyes and ears of the public. The hope was that hidden truths in government files would come out and officers would become accountable. But today the picture looks different. In many places, RTI is no longer used for public good. Instead, it has become a tool for personal gain, blackmail and extortion. Some people have built a full business under the cover of this law...