She'd Have To Propel Herself Into The

A Man Wasn't Equal To An Animal, Not One Particle Of Him. Human Life Was Stinking Corrupt, And Meanwhile There Were Beautiful Creatures Who Lived With Delicacy On The Earth Without Doing Anyone Harm. "we Should Be Dying." The Judge Almost Wept.

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

A Journey Once Begun, Has No End

I Do Think That The Modern India Does Belong To Writers Who Are Living In India.

I'm Always In The Kitchen, Cooking And Experimenting - I Love It. And Every Now And Then I Think, 'i Should Write A Cookbook' Or, 'i Should Write For Food Magazines.' And Then I Get Drawn Back To Writing Fiction Again.