Many White Women, One White Man, and Perumal Murugan

I can recollect the last six years of my life only in semesters. No other measurement makes sense. The last time I did this, I was less obsessed with archiving. Even so, this still remains the only reliable way of dealing with the guilt of not writing about the books I read this semester. The ProfessorContinue reading “Many White Women, One White Man, and Perumal Murugan”