I have quite an eclectic book collection, as many of you do, I’m sure. Not as vast as I’d like it to be, but still eclectic. There’s plenty of pulp-fiction, perfect for movie adaptations, one about corporate activism at UK-based supermarket chain Iceland, and another that revolves around 500 years of palace intrigue in Kerala’s royal house of Travancore. The good thing about having such a mix is the choice of genre it affords you for a long weekend. A choice that probably depends on the trials of the week that went by and what alternative reality you’d like to escape to.
Well, I devoted my weekend to a genre I had never explored before—philosophy (I don’t ask what that says about the week that I just had). But before you groan at my choice, here’s the book title: How To Teach Philosophy To Your Dog, with chapters like “Good Dog, Bad Dog”.
Philosophy doesn’t seem that bad now, does it?
As I was making my decision to pick up the book, I scrolled through Good reads, the online book catalogue, and a question someone posed about the book made me chuckle: “Is this book also relevant if you have a cat?”
And just like the eclecticness of a library and that question on whether cat-people would enjoy the book, the stories we wrote in this truncated week had something for everyone too. Whether
