I have not had any serious non-academic job.
People’s identities as Indians, as Asians, or as members of the human race, seemed to give way – quite suddenly – to sectarian identification with Hindu, Muslim, or Sikh communities.
The student community of Presidency College was also politically most active.
A herd of prairie-wolves will enter a field of melons and quarrel about the division of the spoils as fiercely and noisily as so many politicians.
From the mid-1970s, I also started work on the causation and prevention of famines.
And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow brief, and the year smiles as it draws near its death.
I left Delhi, in 1971, shortly after Collective Choice and Social Welfare was published in 1970.
Nothing can be more striking to one who is accustomed to the little inclosures called public parks in our American cities, than the spacious, open grounds of London. I doubt, in fact, whether any person fully comprehends their extent, from any of the ordinary descriptions of them, until he has seen them or tried to walk over them.
Winning isn’t everything, but it beats anything in second place.
To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.