S Prasannarajan

India, hurt and humiliated, needs more than a no-nonsensical administrator answerable to the people

The One is Modi now, and at this moment in Indian politics, as the poet would have said, the performer and the performance have become one.

The reality of the world Gabriel García Márquez inherited needed a redeemer, a storyteller. El Maestro lived to tell the tale

The lamentation of Romila Thapar, our most venerable historian, is understandable: philistines have come to dominate the political space. The age of the philosopher king is gone; today it is all about spin and sound bites.

On a closer read, the BJP’s manifesto ‘One India, Greater India’ is the party’s most definitive documentation of life after Ayodhya.

This special edition of Open is a celebration of arguments, and we have invited some of the brightest from the world of ideas to make the name of this magazine the abiding ideal of India.

I have not found a better creativity-of-dissent narrative than Emily Parker’s Now I Know Who My Comrades Are: Voices from the Internet Underground

How Manmohan Singh wrecked his party— and defeated Rahul Gandhi even before Narendra Modi could

India today is not the ideal place for a revolution, no matter what hallucinations propel Arvind Kejriwal.

Rahul’s Hitler invocation is in tune with the lazy intellectual tradition of our undergraduate radicals and peanut socialists