Ever since I could first write I have been doing so. When I was taught how to write and read at school, I made up my mind that this was what I love to do best and this was the world I was going to occupy.
Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.
Someone who wants to write should make an effort to write a little something every day. Writing in this sense is the same as athletes who practice a sport every day to keep their skills honed.
Isn’t it strange how life won’t flow, like a river, but moves in jumps, as if it were held back by locks that are opened now and then to let it jump forwards in a kind of flood?
My style of writing is to allow the story to unfold on its own. I try not to structure my work too rigidly.
Do you know anyone who would – secretly, sincerely, in his innermost self – really prefer to return to childhood?
What a sense of possession, of confidence, it gave one to have pockets, to shove one’s fists into them, as if in simply owning pockets one owned riches, owned independence.
When I was very young, I used to share much of what I wrote with my family, but as I got older and more self-conscious, it became a much more private process.
I try to trace the connection between the characters and that way a story or plot emerges.
When I am writing, I focus one hundred percent on my writing. Then, by the time I’m half way through the book, I’m already thinking about the ending.
People think that because I write about India I must be trying to portray India in a way.
The book begins and ends with the visits to give the impression of a tunnel into their ancestors and family history. I believe in going backwards into the past – I felt I was digging a tunnel back to the past.
I aim to tell the truth about any subject, not a romance or fantasy, not avoid the truth.
India is a curious place that still preserves the past, religions, and its history. No matter how modern India becomes, it is still very much an old country.
The wheel turns and turns and turns: it never stops and stands still.
Usually a feeling of disappointment follows the book, because what I hoped to write is not what I actually accomplished. However, it becomes a motivation to write the next book.