I wrote “Summer in the city bus” when I was 16 or 17. And then when the final year of high school came, I submitted it to the Kenyon Writing Award. I was applying for the Creative Writing programme at Kenyon college in Ohio. The school rejected me, but

Soon I realised I like to escape. It is a strange and saddening experience but let me tell you it mustn’t be rare.

OK, you lady! Let us be fair. We are not saints. We humans have dirty thoughts and shameful intentions all the time. [But] This social matrix means that certain things have to be fake for the order to be maintained.