As the T.V. serials on telecast redefine serious television by 'kareena kapoor embarrassing' make up of house maids and two hundred crore rupee deals signed like autographs by funky tycoons, one can not help but ask for a little run of the mill stuff as entertainment.
This is where Fortune's Manager of the century Jack Welch comes in. Having just read Ford's Lee Iacocca's autobiography, Jack Welch's seems just too everyday stuff. A career of forty one years put in over five hundred pages. He would have done better to keep it to three hundred.
Now reading : Shalimar the Clown.
Its funny that I noticed that the book's name the Clown and not the crown after having read a few pages.
It is a tough book to finish but I am curious to read Rushdie and I hope I can finish it.
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