JS & the Times of My Life: A Worm’s-Eye View of Indian Journalism
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Jug Suraiya
Tranquebar Press,
350 pages, `495
Khushwant Singh describes him as India’s Art Buchwald, while the writer himself is content with a more modest Prufrockian self-description: “I am not a Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be.” Eschewing scandals, secrets and other skeletons in the closet of Indian journalism, Jug Suraiya’s memoir compensates with its generous doses of delightful, self-deprecating, wry humour.
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