About Author

About Author

A late-night encounter led to my first book. I was working as a quality consultant at a call center, and one of our tasks as consultants was to improve agent quality. This was a time when the BPO and call center industries were mushrooming in the city, and many young men and women from small towns and second-tier cities were flocking to Bangalore to service American customers.

That night, a young man from Tumkur was ‘acting out’ on the phone, transforming in my presence from Murugan to Michael, engaging in small talk with the American caller. Murugan was the son of a security guard, and I expected him to falter on the call, and to somehow reveal his small-town origins. Instead, he was flawless.

When the American said that he was finally moving out of his parents’ home, Murugan-Michael said, “That’s awesome, I know exactly what that feels like.” In Murugan’s own life, his family had moved with him from Tumkur, and though he was to be married soon, he never intended to move out of his parents’ home ever. While I was floored by the flawless performance, I was beset by gnawing questions and a vague discomfort: What did such hyphenated identities do to Indian agents? Bangalore Calling was the outcome of that unease.

Since then, I’ve turned to writing full-time. For many years, I’ve lived in gated spaces. It’s a very convenient life for people from the middle and upper-middle class – for one thing, you get a 24 by 7 supply of power and water, access to a host of amenities like a pool and a badminton court – and you also feel like you belong to a community, which shields you from the alienation that many city-dwellers experience.

As a writer, though, one always wrestles with disquiet about one’s own life and then the mind starts wandering into what-if terrains. When you are part of a residents’ group that’s griping about a plumbing or electrical problem, your imagination starts dwelling on scenarios that might be much worse. No Trespassing is the culmination of a mind meandering beyond the confines of a gated complex.


Secure, serene and sinister

No Trespassing puts everyday life in elite gated spaces under the microscope and finds the dangerous organisms that thrive in that environment.

In her book No Trespassing, Brinda S Narayan examines life in gated communities, like the ones ever burgeoning in urban India. She discusses the different aspects of this lifestyle through the story of Vedika and her family who live in Fantasia, an ultra-luxury enclave with its own private forest, lake and golf course.

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When dreams morph into nightmares

Author Brinda Narayan talks about her books and how her work evolves from observations around her.

Brinda Narayan’s latest book No Trespassing is set in Bengaluru and centres around life in and around a gated community. However, the issues it deals with will strike a chord with everyone who aspires to live the ‘good life’.

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Corporate employee-turned-writer out with thriller

Bengaluru-based author Brinda S Narayan recently released her second novel ‘No Trespassing’, a crime thriller.

’No Trespassing’ is an outcome of the place I live in with of course exaggeration and dramatisation; it emerged out of a mind wandering behind the confines of a gated complex,” she says about her latest book.

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“Bangalore Calling”: IT Enclaves vs. the Rest of the City

Bangalore Calling is a series of linked stories which provides a fictionalised account of the Indian outsourcing industry. Published in 2011. this is based on real-life research into three call centres. monitoring hundreds of telephone calls. Kathryn Cave catches up with author. Brinda S. Narayan to discover her views on Indian outsourcing and how it impacts the local culture on the ground.

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This book was sparked by my role as a quality consultant in the call centre industry. One of my tasks was to filter agent accents on a scale ranging from “neutral” (or “convent accent”) to high-MTI (high-mother tongue-influenced). Having studied in a convent school and an American college myself. I was all too aware that accents were markers of social position, of a certain kind of schooling and upbringing.

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