Before reading this book as an artist in my view I have had the urge and the urge to let readers know what my vision is, whether it exists or not. As I write these lines, I am reminded of a short story I wrote twenty-five years ago in Kumutham magazine, entitled Ka, Ka, Ka. In it I was portraying a character like this.
Before reading this book as an artist in my view I have had the urge and the urge to let readers know what my vision is, whether it exists or not. ...