I knew there was something that separated me from Ferdinand and the life of the bush about me. And it was because I had no means in my day-to-day life of asserting this difference, of exhibiting my true self, that I fell into the stupidity of exhibiting my things.
V. S. NaipaulAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: trinidadian
- Born: August 17, 1932