I grew up in a house in Rawalpindi where a book was not a small thing.
We did not have money for many of them.
The ones we had got read twice, three times, passed to a cousin, read again.
A book was slow proof that something was worth keeping.
So when a story went around today about rare books being pulled apart to feed a scanner, then shredded once the pages were digitized, I did not read it as a tech story.










