Where Brownness and E-Reading Intersect
My father decided he wanted to return his Kindle DX, and the only thing we could find for packaging material to send it back were old Urdu newspapers. The situation was hilarious. “Hum yeh nahin parday,” I cackled, pointing at the Kindle. “Hum YEH partay hain!” I said, pointing at the newspapers. My parents laughed like crazy and I felt so cool. My life is average. My life is totally desi.