Stasi, Gestapo, Big Brother. Get with the Newspeak. There’s a new desi Ministry of Truth in town.

Three Vinods, always on TV, all agents. Which one would you want on your team?

The media seems to be focusing less on rhetoric and more on rhetorical questions.

What keeps us snorting the thin line between objectivity and subjectivity which TV debates offer?

Come 10:31pm all that matters is who slapped who, who kissed who and who was slapped because of the kiss.

The downfall of a great scoop is that by its very nature it can never remain ‘exclusive’ to the channel that breaks it

I’ve been hood-winked and double-crossed, and everything short of a rath yatra from Somnath to Oslo was accomplished.

Hero or villain? Fabulist or realist? Well, what is he? He must be something as he’s on the cover of TIME.

Television sets, not dams or IITs, are the new temples of modern India and the anchors their resident gods and goddesses.

It’s a beautiful word, layered and more complex than you might think. It invokes nostalgia, recollects a bit of history.

“What synchronisation!” I thought, “Some unemployed FTII graduate has spent an entire afternoon on this.”

Two constants in our digital world: A Nigerian promising money in our account. An NRI extolling the achievements of our forefathers.