Upamanyu Chatterjee at a reading in New Delhi
Patna, Bihar, India
|Alma mater||St. Xavier’s School, Delhi, St. Stephen’s College, Delhi|
Advances don't fundamentally interest me. It sounds terribly naive, but money doesn't really mean anything to me. If a lot of money came my way, I'm certainly not going to say no. But it hasn't come my way as yet, and I'm not heartbroken.
I don't think I would do better books if I wrote full time. I write for amateurish reasons.
Well, life is dark, isn't it? Mostly, it's dreadful. At the same time, death is funny too. I mean, look at the fuss we make of it.
The more languages you know, the less likely you are to become a terrorist.
Governance is complex, difficult, and on the whole, thankless – why ever should the Bright Young Things leave the management of their hotels, newspapers, banks, TV channels and corporations to join, like fleas on a behemoth, the government? Wherein lies the difference between the two worlds?
So much better to write pen on paper; you can do it anywhere, say, while stuck at the airport.
I need to have some depth in my characters. That's why they are all Bengalis. I can't imagine writing a book with someone called Saxena as the hero.
It's a huge headache – the more money you have, the more hassles. I find money very uncomfortable.
Amidst one's daily clutter, one doesn't usually reflect on the splendour of being free because – naturally – one has to get on with the business of living.