About Me

I love words, I always have. The short and the long ones; the twisty, winded ones; the ones that smell of books and bring with them the whiff of an idea; words that open up like treasure boxes; that crackle and rattle and snap and slur; words that break your heart and fix it. 

I was born in Mumbai and spent my childhood frequenting the neighbourhood library, making up mysteries that my friends and I could solve, running a penpal club (yes, we wrote letters then!), putting up badly produced theatre performances for my unfortunate parents to suffer through, and writing poems in which sense was sacrificed to rhyme. 

I think I knew very early on that I wanted to be a writer. My favourite subject at school was English; all I needed was a writing prompt and I was off like a hare. I studied English Literature at St. Xavier’s College, Mumbai, and it was the most exhilarating thing: to read and write my way to a degree. If I could return to college again, I’d still study English Literature. There are thousands of books out there, thousands of stories told by thousands of authors –  and one life. It doesn’t feel fair at all. 

I took a Master’s degree in Journalism from Northwestern University because I thought that writing for magazines and newspapers would give me an excuse to roam the world and to meet all kinds of people – which it did. I wrote for news outlets in the United States, Japan and India, and I was often drawn to offbeat stories. An elephant who painted for a living; old Mumbai mansions going under the hammer; the last Japanese soldiers of Subhas Chandra Bose’s Indian National Army. Stories that didn’t have short shelf lives, like news articles do; stories that gave me the space to stretch and fold my words around the experience. 

It was at The Japan Times in Tokyo that I started writing a fortnightly children’s book review column called On the Book Trail. The books began to turn up at my office by the boxload, and as I read them, I fell in love with children’s literature. It was as if I was back in the neighbourhood library of my childhood, and my imagination found its wings again. 

My first book Wisha Wozzariter was about me, wishing I were a writer and writing my way to becoming one. I never imagined, for a minute, that a tiny 77-page novella would win the Crossword Award. The message took its time to sink in: maybe, just maybe, if so many people had enjoyed reading my book, I was a writer after all? 

I went on to write Horrid High and after, Horrid High:Back to School, Twice Upon a Time and now, more recently, Woebegone’s Warehouse of Words. I quit journalism. I wrote some more. Each time, I tried something new: a plot-driven school adventure (the Horrid High books), a fairytale retold (Twice Upon a Time), a book for grown-ups (Maidless in Mumbai), a biography (B.R. Ambedkar), and most recently, a book (Woebegone’s Warehouse of Words) that seems to be finding readers both young and old.

When I’m not writing and reading, I love being outside, swimming and walking, or dancing salsa, or learning a new language. (Right now, it’s Portuguese!) It’s in these quiet moments that the words begin to swirl again, to take new shape, and there’s the promise of meeting a new book as one might make a new friend, of getting to know it, word by word, and page by page.  

March 2025

My Story

1967 

My parents – some years before I came along.

1978

My brother, my hero, my always-friend.

1980

Spot the one with the wonkiest pigtails and the wonkiest smile.

1984

I still hold on to it. Belief is (almost) everything.

2007

Our greatest loves …

2015

My first two readers grew fast …

2013

Ditched journalism to write my debut children’s novel and won the Crossword Award. There was no looking back!

2024

And the talented Damini Gupta who breathed it to life.

1976

My mom wondered where I got my curls from – and then, just like that, they were gone!

1979

My first haircut straightened out my curls, but not me!

1984

My parents gave me this book to write in and made me believe I was a writer.  

2000

Met my best friend at college. Don’t think we ever doubted where we would end up!

2012

I was lucky enough to get a second childhood with these two. Made me think about writing for them.

2016

… and so did I!

2023

 The G&T that inspired the cover of my latest novel

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