Sadness Was So Claustrophobic.

The Indian Diaspora Is A Wonderful Place To Write From And I Am Lucky To Be Part Of It.

I Don't Think You Can Write According To A Set Of Rules And Laws; Every Writer Is So Different.

This Way Of Leaving Your Family For Work Had Condemned Them Over Several Generations To Have Their Hearts Always In Other Places, Their Minds Thinking About People Elsewhere; They Could Never Be In A Single Existence At One Time. How Wonderful It Was Going To Be To Have Things Otherwise.

Sadness Was So Claustrophobic.

I Feel As Comfortable Anywhere As I Feel Uncomfortable Anywhere.