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← Back to all issuesGranta 57: India! The Golden Jubilee
Spring 1997
A 288-page issue to mark India’s 50th year of independence. Fiction by Anita Desai, Amit Chaudhuri, Arundhati Roy, R.K. Narayan; memoirs by Mark Tully, Urvashi Butalia, and Nirad Chaudhuri; reportage by Edward Hoagland, James Buchan, and Suketu Mehta; a gallery of memories from 1947; and public and private India photographs by Dayanita Singh and Sebastião Salgado.
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Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
India! The Golden Jubilee: Introduction
Ian Jack
‘I first went to India twenty years ago as a reporter.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Blood
Urvashi Butalia
‘Stories are all that people have, stories that rarely breach the frontiers of family and religious community’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Kashmir
James Buchan
‘I see in an instant what has brought people to the valley for four centuries.’
Fiction|Granta 57
Fiction|Granta 57
Five Hours to Simla
Anita Desai
‘He had his hands deep in his pockets, and his face was lined with a frown deeply embedded with dust.’
Fiction|Granta 57
Fiction|Granta 57
Kabir Street
R. K. Narayan
‘Nagaraj had begun to have doubts about his standing in his ancestral home’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
After Gandhi
Trevor Fishlock
‘His room is as he left it, furnished with a carpet, a spinning wheel, a low white table, a mattress and cushion.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Caste Wars
William Dalrymple
‘Bad things went on in Bihar, my friends told me’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
My Hundredth Year
Nirad Chaudhuri
‘I try to convert my mind into a camera’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
An Accidental Spy
Phillip Knightley
‘The CIA had become concerned about Soviet influence in India in the early 1960s.’
Fiction|Granta 57
Fiction|Granta 57
Waking
Amit Chaudhuri
‘Her eyes, in a face puffed with sleep, opened, red and unfocused.’
Poetry|Granta 57
Poetry|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Clive’s Castle
Jan Morris
‘It was an empire, by and large, without ideology.’
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Essays & Memoir|Granta 57
Bombay Notebooks
V.S. Naipaul
August 20 The monsoon rain was blown on the concrete by the aeroplane as it...