I love British-Indian women writers! It all started with Arundhati Roy, whom now I am finding a bit too fancy and overdone. But then I discovered more, each of them truly brilliant. Kiran Desai and her mother Anita Desai - a treat. You read the books and you smell the mango, feel the heat and taste the curry.
Then following the bookshelf theme in the library I have read Yasmin Alibhai-Brown and Chitrita Banerji both on food - felt like getting up from bed to cook (or just eat) after one chapter.
Then I tried to read V.S. Naipaul - but man writing loses all that freshness, tastes and smells of female literature. The only male exception would be this book, but it is neither Indian nor British (but hold on it is one of my favorites for ever and ever).
I am glad there is plenty more there waiting for me.