6 years ago, I wrote a one woman show called Sari: The whole Five Yards about a 60-year-old woman who tells the truth for the very first time and in doing so, her life unravels. I was, at that point, safely ensconced in my comfort zone unaware how my[...]

My first novel was rejected by over twenty publishers. This coincided with me being made redundant from the management consultancy where I worked and getting unceremoniously dumped. Unable at the time to deal with the shame of rejection, every day, I[...]

  A study by Dr Gail Matthews, a Psychology Professor at Dominican University of California, demonstrated that writing down your goals increases the odds of success by 42%. My first job after graduating was glorified tea maker to a chain-smoking[...]

I had lost my voice. By this, I mean the little voice that used to be my GPS, the one that would tell me to turn left instead of right. It had been my constant companion who had gotten me out of many a sticky situation. Then one day, like a neglected[...]

I used to build rockets - metaphorical rockets. Some failed to launch, some exploded mid air, some lit up the sky and changed my whole world. Then, I stopped building them. The reason was a series of events in a very short space of time: death[...]

This is a story of not doing. Just playing. Not knowing where the road will lead, if anywhere…. The first thing you need to know about me is I am a doer. I make things happen. I gave up my job as a management consultant to publish my first boo[...]

My first ever rejection letter came when I was eight and it was written by Sarah Walker telling me why I could not be in her gang; "you ain't got no friends 'ere skinny," was one of the reasons so eloquently stated. I remember going home, howling inc[...]

Life at 30 was published in the Daily Telegraph in three parts. Part One "By the time she is 30, she will be having a husband coming from a very good family, I see two boys born within a year of each other and a very big house. Yes, it is almos[...]

This article was originally published in the Sunday Times. The first time I went back to India, I was four years old. I remember running across a muddy field trying to find my grandmother's house. Despite it being dark, I managed to find her, sitt[...]

This article was originally published in the Sunday Times. When I was little, my father used to tell me stories about Mexico, where he worked for three years in the 1960s. He had travelled there from India, before settling in London. It was the fi[...]