Sometimes your estimation of yourself as an alert, always-on-the-ball chronicler of cultural trends takes a hard knock. You suddenly realise that there’s a lot of stuff happening out there that you don’t have a clue about. Basically, you’ve been living under a rock while the brave new people of the world without are doing cool, enviable things.
One such epiphanic moment came to me recently when I was spending what I thought would be a few quiet days in Rishikesh. We had checked into a resort on the banks of the Ganga. A flight of stairs from the hotel

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