If someone were to ask me to list my five all-time favourite writers, Anita Desai would make the list on any given day. I was introduced to her work in my “Indian Writing in English” course in the BA English programme at Jadavpur University, and since then I have read all of her books except the earliest works, which are either hard to find or out of print. Reading Desai’s fiction many years after they were published is a strange feeling. They are often reminiscent of a time and India that no longer exist. For instance, in Baumgartner’s Bombay, we...