Alka Dwivedi

I strongly believe that people like our Ex- Election Commissioner, James M Lyngdoh does not possess the right to retire. Today when I heard the news about re-polling in more than 500 booths, (the honour of re-polling of around 400 booths goes to a particular State). India will always need him; even Afghanis want him [...]

I cannot live a lie. I cannot hide private SMSes, I cannot resist recording telephone conversations, I cannot defy this perennial urge to speak to TV channels (of course for a few millions) or write a book about my private and torrid affairs to rich and famous and powerful.
You know I am not on [...]

My death procession was passing through the posh colony I lived. I was suitably decorated according to the latest trends. Ah!!! I liked the scented water in which my body was bathed. I adored the faint perfume of jasmine garlands (the smell takes you to the brink of madness!) surrounding my body. Hummm.. My [...]

I am often told to control my temper. Right from the childhood. I was never considered to be a good girl. One thing or another is always lacking in me. I often try to exercise self restraint and acquire cool airs. But my efforts often mock me. Only I know how hard I tried to [...]

Beverly Hills, Park Avenue, Eton, Stanford….., Cambridge…….
I see these names while traveling in the heart of the capital or in and around Delhi.
Have we lost all self respect? Doesn’t it prick our conscience a bit? If anyone is buying a flat in Gurgaon, whatever I chose to name that apartment, it will never [...]

Why VHP, Bajrang Dal, Shiv Sena keep harping on Hindus and Hinduism? They target MNCs, McDonald’s, Pizza Hutts, KFCs, Valentines, MF Hussains, Fires, Waters, Earths ……
Why not they give a closer look to any hep and mod crowd. Be it models, film stars, industrywallahs, socialites. They all adhere strictly to the norms of Hinduism. [...]

Moisture threatened to gather in my eyes. They became more ominous, because water drops were about to spill out. I had seen a handcuffed man, escorted by two uniformed men, for the first time in my life. I was thinking about all the things written by great philosophers, thinkers and the French Revolution and what [...]