Unpretentious, hardly ever loud, sometimes almost a whisper, Rashme Sehgal’s reminiscences, while bravely capturing the past, are firmly linked to the present. Events she covered during her long career as a journalist form some of the links. Her words are bound to evoke feelings of wonder, disquiet and regret in her readers. Taken together they make for a richly experienced, finely observed record of time passing, and of people, hopes and passions that have in the main long passed.