I took a random trip down Garhwal's digital lanes. It started with a trending online video and led me to a cable operator's office in Delhi's Malviya Nagar, and some old alleys of regional cinema.
A loud complaint at his janata darbar irks ‘noble’ Trivendra Singh, who shouts back and hands the schoolteacher over to his police. The woman was released later, but the CM had his angelic image come crashing.
My grandmother is the only natural Garhwali speaker left in the family, and she doesn't speak anymore. Where does this leave us, the family, vis-a-vis our 'mother tongue' ?
When not occupied in unspooling a web of words in the late nights, Martand Badoni is a pop culture wanderer
