In the 80s, a book shop in an old, musty structure in Patiala’s Adalat Bazaar was where you went for magazines and English fiction. I remember being given Rs 20 by my grandmother on my birthday and buying The Fountainhead. I read it without being aware of the capitalist subtext or the glorification of materialism. I […]
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Storybook Homes
The houses we live in, we first inhabit in our imagination. I love writers who use their imagination to paint living breathing homes that stay within us long after the books they reside in are shut and put away. I love the gracious Manderley in Daphne du Maurier’s 1938 novel Rebecca which is not […]