I needed to sew for a craft project recently, and realized there was no biscuit tin with sewing supplies. But the hotels I stay in now have, in a most pragmatic move, done away with that quaint affectation. I might be a particularly bad example, but it turns out that between my husband and me, we don’t have a single screwdriver. It may require focus and planning to rebuild a newspaper habit or revisit an old geography. One of our contributors, Aparna Piramal Raje, responded to the brief with an essay on bringing back her old self.

Source: Mint December 29, 2017 11:13 UTC