A couple of columns ago I used the typically Indian phrase 'with folded hands', a gesture implying, among many other things, entreaty or surrender. A reader has pointed out that while the phrase is, indeed, in common use, it represents an anatomical impossibility much more so than that suggested by the other choice Indian Englishism: my head is eating circles (a direct translation from the Hindustani 'Mera sir chakkar kha raha hai').
David Wright Faladé’s “Amarillo Boulevard” (New Yorker, September 28, 2025;
archived) is the best short story I’ve read in a while, dealing with
family, ra...