by Devjani Bodepudi | Jul 23, 2016 | Uncategorized, writing
There is something strange, eerie about having started a book. I have begun a story and Suva and Kytö are right in the middle of things, but I’ve left them in their worlds, frozen. I wonder if they continue without me or if they’re waiting. I imagine they’re waiting...
by Devjani Bodepudi | May 30, 2013 | Uncategorized
Before coming to India, I had begun to question my identity. I had always taken for granted that I was British. I love hot buttered scones and a cup of tea with only a drop of milk. I loved Bob Holness on Blockbusters. I know nothing of Bhangra and one of my favourite...
