John Pucadyil·3d agoStar StuffThe campus of the Institute for Plasma Research in the village Bhat in the outskirts of Ahmedabad stood out in a city which is renowned for…A response icon2A response icon2
John Pucadyil·Jul 3The Star that PinchedThe air in the control room of the Agni-3 facility of India’s latest fusion startup in Gandhinagar didn’t smell like the future. It smelled…
John Pucadyil·Jun 26Black Gold, Cold PlasmaThe humid breeze of the Arabian Sea carried the heavy, unmistakable scent of cardamom and black pepper across the Willingdon Island docks…A response icon1A response icon1
John Pucadyil·Jun 13The Alchemist of SuratThe humid air of Surat usually smelled of salt and diesel, but inside the laboratory of Harishbhai Shah, it smelled of ozone and machine…A response icon1A response icon1
John Pucadyil·Jun 7How I Built My First Plasma Physics ExperimentThe year was 1964. My role as a lecturer at Athanasius College, Kothamangalam, was beginning to feel like a trap. I could see the…A response icon1A response icon1
John Pucadyil·May 28The Angora BondIn the mist-shrouded peaks of the Kulu Valley, where the air smells of cedar and ancient snow, a revolution was brewing — not of swords…
John Pucadyil·May 15A New Radiance for MoradabadThe air in Moradabad is a heavy soup of coal smoke and metal dust. The ghosts of a thousand years of craftsmanship hide in the street…A response icon2A response icon2
John Pucadyil·May 2The Fireball and the Mirage: Harvesting the Invisible River of DhaneriThe sun over Dhaneri does not rise; it attacks.A response icon1A response icon1
John Pucadyil·Apr 19The Fourth State of FashionIn the colonnaded heart of Connaught Place, where the whitewashed Georgian arches met the high-tech sheen of the new millennium, the huge…
John Pucadyil·Apr 5The Star and the StubbleIn the fertile plains of Punjab, where the horizon is usually a blurred line between golden wheat and the dusty haze of the Grand Trunk…A response icon1A response icon1