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write2kill is a nickname that I used on Rediff Chat, and also on chat clients. That would have been around 2000. I still use write2kill as my nicks on MSN Messenger and Yahoo Messenger (easy way to catch me, that).

I have many other nicknames in real life, but for a website this is the one that seemed most appropriate. So write2kill.in it is.

— Subir Ghosh
May 14, 2007

Delhi rains: All talk of weather, no talk of climate

For the past one week, it has been the same story every day. It has been raining, pouring, making the city of Delhi a bigger mess than it was the previous day. The newspapers are full of photographs the following morning telling us the hell others have been going through too. Immediate problems beget immediate reactions. The civic bodies are to blame for the mess, we are told. And the blame game goes on. Now, now, tell us something new, will you? While it is a fait accompli that the metropolitan disorder one has to wade through is only a clinical manifestation of the ineptitude of the Delhi government and its lethargic and corrupt civic agencies, it is a recorded fact that this has been the wettest August that the capital city has seen in 15 years.

The girl who thrashed a soldier for trying to molest her. Hai jawan!

The history of the Northeast is the history of romantic insurgencies and pyrrhic wars, devastating blasts and brutal carnages, internecine squabbles and ethnic clashes, political chicanery and myopic governance, and what have you. It is also the history of atrocities. By the agents of the State. When Naga women were raped on church pulpits by the sacrosanct Indian forces, it was something that never coalesced into the form of news. But these days some news do trickle out. Like that of a gutsy girl in Haflong who took on a group of Army jawans, sometime in the last week of July.