I Simply Seem To Drift.

I Recall Drinking Sherry In California And Dreaming Of England, Where I Ate Dalmoth And Dreamed Of Delhi. What Is The Purpose, I Wonder, Of All This Restlessness? I Sometimes Seem To Myself To Wander Around The World Merely Accumulating Material For Future Nostalgias.

I Think It's Possible To Be Multi-rooted, Rather Like A Banyan Tree, Without Being Deracinated.

In General, Questions Are Fine; You Can Always Seize Upon The Parts Of Them That Interest You And Concentrate On Answering Those. And One Has To Remember When Answering Questions That Asking Questions Isn't Easy Either, And For Someone Who's Quite Shy To Stand Up In An Audience To Speak Takes Some Courage.

I Certainly Think Its Very Important That Writers As Citizens - Not Necessarily As Writers, But Just As Ordinary Citizens - Should Talk About Things That Matter To Them.

I Don't Think People Give Indian Society Enough Credit. We May Not Like To Talk Much About Things But We Do, Basically, Want To Live And Let Live.