Had a bad day? Then why not pay to smash stuff up to calm yourself down? India’s first Break Room has opened up in Gurugram and promises you a smashing time.
With so many brilliant books to his name, it was almost impossible to chose just one book from acclaimed UK historian and author, William Dalrymple. But in Nine Lives Dalrymple delivers something that’s really special.
Most men don’t like talking to other men about what’s happening in their pants, but I needed to swallow my pride if I wanted to know what was happening here.
Where there’s muck there’s brass (a British saying that means there is money to be made from other people’s rubbish), but realising wealth from waste is a really tough gig for many Dilliwalahs.
After researching camel prices at the Bateshwar Cattle Fair over the Diwali weekend, I’m now primed and ready to bag myself a decent specimen at this year’s Pushkar Mela.
When cycling around Mandir Marg in central Delhi I came across this man wandering down the road with a broken speaker dangling on a string. There are very few sights in the city that surprise me, but there are plenty that baffle me. This was one though that ticked both boxes.
I met Sufi Sheikh Salim Chishti in the lanes of Nizamuddin Basti last week and had an eye-opening experience. When trying to sell me a dead starfish the Sheikh insisted on pushing a two inch blade behind his eye socket and forcing out his eyeball. You can say what you like, but there’s no denying that the Sheikh had an interesting sales technique.