He placed the Mysore Mithra on the side table, next to a stack of books. It had done its job. It had connected him to his city, alerted him to dangers, celebrated his culture, and prepared him for the day's conversations.
Raghav nodded solemnly. This was the Mysuru he knew—constantly negotiating between modernity and its royal past. The paper had a photo of a corroded lamp post next to a sleek, bright LED model. The reporter, clearly having done his homework, had quoted local historians and shop owners. Raghav appreciated that. Unlike the national papers that treated Mysuru as a footnote, Mithra treated the city’s streets like front-page news. today's mysore mithra epaper