The Story Of A Poor Man's Life

Go To Old Delhi,and Look At The Way They Keep Chickens There In The Market. Hundred Of Pale Hens And Brightly Colored Roosters, Stuffed Tightly Into Wire-mesh Cages. They See The Organs Of Their Brothers Lying Around Them.they Know They Are Next, Yet They Cannot Rebel. They Do Not Try To Get Out Of The Coop. The Very Same Thing Is Done With Humans In This Country.

In A Sense, Being A Full-time Writer Is Less Fun Because There's No Office To Go To Anymore, There's No Set Routine, There's No Schedule. It Can Be Quite Isolating.

Let Animals Live Like Animals; Let Humans Live Like Humans. That's My Whole Philosophy In A Sentence.

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

Neither. I Am Just One Who Has Woken Up While The Rest Of You Are Still Sleeping.