Last month, I finished reading Salman Rushdie’s Knife, the book he wrote about the attack on his life in the US, having survived it. This book was sent through my younger sister, Bhavani, last year ostensibly for my aged father to read. Unprofessional PR agency idiot bosses have been meddling for decades now, with and… Continue reading Wielding the Pen on the Knife
Peripatetic Perch 