political corruption
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Crimson Monsoon
Ayan Mehta 1 The rains had not stopped for three days, and in the heart of Kochi’s old port area, the swollen waters had turned every lane into a stream. On the fourth morning, as the sky remained heavy with dark monsoon clouds, police were called to a derelict warehouse by the shore. Inside, half-submerged…
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विवेक सरीन
कालसूत्र भाग 1: वरसा का खून मुंबई की उस रात में समुद्र शांत नहीं था। लहरों का शोर सड़क की सन्नाटे को काटता जा रहा था, और बंदरगाह की ओर दौड़ती एक काली SUV की हेडलाइट्स किसी अजाने फैसले की गवाही दे रही थीं। गाड़ी की पिछली सीट पर बैठा था आदित्य वरसा — वरसा…
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Raktarekha
Niharika S. Rao The Lok Sabha was unusually loud for a Tuesday. It was Budget Week, and the chamber buzzed with tension as news channels lined up outside, their OB vans broadcasting red-tickered hysteria. Inside, Home Minister Veer Pratap Singh stood tall in a beige Nehru jacket, sleeves rolled to the elbows like a man…