Manu Joseph, on how the horses are no longer a good bet. The big money has moved to cricket. The prodigals of Mumbai’s racecourse have a simple philosophy: you have to be an ass to bet on a horse. The tax is high, the mood is not. The sun too can be cruel on a racing day. Even the event is rigged—horses are sedated to throw a race. In brief, that still shamelessly imperial place, The Royal Western India Turf Club, offers very little to a punter today. The degrees might vary, but it’s a story repeated all over the country. http://bit.ly/1ai8Oep
Soma Wadhwa, on the new troubles of growing up Can you tell if it’s just normal growing-up pangs or if your teenaged child is headed for serious trouble? It’s been exam time for most of our teenagers. That time of the year when we talk about their crushing academic burden, count up board-exam-stress-related suicides, regret our unreasonable career expectations of them. Yes, it’s that time of the year when we feel sorry for them. http://bit.ly/1NI6X0p
Lola Nayar, on the meaninglessness of food security without ending PDS woes After an empty political gesture, some light at the end of the tunnel. The resurrection of the NAC has rekindled hope that UPA’S proposed food security legislation will be reworked to focus on nutrition. For, the draft National Food Security Bill has followed a minimalist approach. http://bit.ly/1G4PbDK
