The Story Of A Poor Man's Life

Greenwich Village Always Had Its Share Of Mind Readers, But There Are Many More These Days, And They Seem To Have Moved Closer To The Mainstream Of Life In The City. What Was Crazy 10 Years Ago Is Now Respectable, Even Among The Best-educated New Yorkers.

A Man's Past Keeps Growing, Even When His Future Has Come To A Full Stop.

I Grew Up, As Many Indians Do, In An Archipelago Of Tongues. My Maternal Grandfather, Who Was A Surgeon In The City Of Madras, Was Fluent In At Least Four Languages And Used Each Of Them Daily.

The Story Of A Poor Man's Life Is Written On His Body, In A Sharp Pen.

Any Good Society Survives On A Circulation Of Favours.