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- Sep 16, 2026
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Meet the changemakers (opens the original)
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Excerpt:This is the story of Tilka Manjhi, whose resistance against the cunning oppressors created a template that would inspire tribal rebellions like the Halbas in 1774, the Bhils in 1818, the Kols in 1831 and the Santhals in 1855-56. Tilka was born on 11 February 1750 into a Santhal family and was named Jabra. His father, Sundar Murmu, was the chief of the clan, and Jabra was his heir. The tribe lived in the Rajmahal Hills, a densely forested area in the Chhota Nagpur Plateau (a region that s
âNice to meet youâ (opens the original)
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A new school always gives me the jitters. More so now, because I am joining mid-term. This time itâs an all-girls school ⦠a convent school. Should I be nervous? So far, itâs been co-ed. Iâve heard the girls here are smart, and also naughty. The nuns are said to be sharp and not amused by nonsense. One evening, I was walking around town getting a feel of the place. The sun was slipping behind the hills, birds were settling into their nests, and, after the noise of the city, the quiet was
When the magic ran out (opens the original)
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Long ago, Efriam Duke, the king of Calabar, a port city in southern Nigeria, owned a magical drum. Whenever he beat it, a feast of delicious food and drink appeared. If another kingdom threatened to attack, the king invited his enemies to a banquet. Well-fed and happy, they forgot all about fighting. So Calabar remained peaceful. The drum came with one important rule. If its owner ever stepped on a stick or a fallen tree, the magic would be broken. Instead of food, 300 fierce Igbo warriors carry
A face at the window (opens the original)
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Amma announced, “Manu, this summer you will have to stay with your ammama in Coonoor…” Manu wailed, “I don’t want to. I’ll be alone. It will be boring…” Manu sulked. But it didn’t help. His parents dropped him at his grandmother’s house, a huge, crumbling bungalow that creaked and groaned on windy days. Huge, dusty portraits stared down from the walls. Some rooms were locked. The garden was overgrown. His grandmother had changed. She rarely smiled or spoke. And she had odd rules: don’t go into t
Simply spellbinding (opens the original)
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“Everyone in the Fens loved witches. Then one summer, a group of hunters arrived. They saw how much power and respect the Fen witches had and they wanted it for themselves. No one believed the hunters when they said that witches were evil. So, they made them believe.” Ma pauses to cleave a lemon in two, she wraps one half in cloth, and squeezes the juice into the bowl. Then she unstoppers a small bottle or rosewater, and adds four dashes. “They spread sickness with wicked poisons. Crops failed,
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