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As the Words Well Up: Nathacha Appanah's Fiction is Deeply Relevant to Indians
Telegraph, 30th July 2018

The India I Grew Up in Has Gone. These Rapes Show a Damaged, Divided Nation
Guardian, 17th April 2018

No More Calmly Sailing By
Wire, 13th April 2018

A Blue to Dream of: The Invention of Colours
Telegraph, 23rd May 2018

Turning Seasons
Telegraph, 4th April 2018

Ten Years of An Atlas of Impossible Longing: What the Writer and Publisher Remember
Scroll, 5th March 2018

A Shop of One's Own
Live Mint, January 22nd, 2018

What Happened One Morning in Ranikhet
Guardian, 3rd July 2017

Under the Flyover: Is Affinity with Animals Instinctive or Learned?
Telegraph, September 8th, 2015

India's Fatal Rape Was Typical in a Country That Degrades Women.
Daily Beast, January 2013

In the Valley of the Dog
India Today, January 2013

A Matter of Belonging
Open Magazine, 17th August, 2013

Under the Mask: It is a mistake to associate aggression only with loutish mobs
Telegraph, 17th October, 2011


Bohemian Brilliance
National Geographic Traveller. July 2013

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"The themes of innocence stolen, the refuge of the imagination, and the inclination to look away are handled with sensitivity and subtlety in some of the best prose of recent years encountered by this reader. Roy brings a painterly eye, her choice of detail bringing scenes to sensual life, while eschewing floridness: a masterclass rather in the art of restraint, the pared-back style enabling violence close to the surface to glint of its own accord."   Rebecca K. Morrison, The Independent "Anuradha Roy’s brilliant new novel, Sleeping on Jupiter , is a riveting and poignant read...There’s a whole tapestry out there: lost innocence, displacement, violence, friendship, survival, unconventional love, rejection, and pain...all penned with excellent craft. The opening chapters are violent but etched in delicate, detached prose." Suneetha Balakrishnana, The Hindu "Both incredibly timely and extremely brave." Lucy Scholes, The National "P...