Erika is an alumna of Faber Academy’s ‘Writing a Novel’ course. 

Erika has been writing fiction since an early age. Whilst at school in New Delhi she won several literary prizes on a national level. She continued to write short fiction alongside her academic pursuits and her stories have been published in literary journals and won awards. Over the last three years Erika has been writing novels.

She was runners up in the Mslexia short story competition 2012.

The draft of her novel Morning Song was long listed for the Bath Novel Award in 2016.

Erika is on the list of Honourable mentions in the 2018 Lorian Hemmingway Short Story Competition.

She has been longlisted for the Royal Society of Literature V.S Pritchett Memorial Short Story Prize 2018.

She has been longlisted for the London Short Story Prize 2018.


Published Short Stories:

‘Miss Edith Comes to Tea’: published in The Asia Literary Review, 2019.

'Edith Williams didn’t like change. At 9:25 a.m., on a Friday in April, she put a chair by the front window and peered through a gap in her net curtains to keep an eye on the removal van parked in front of her lawn. To be sure she wouldn’t miss a moment of the arrival of her new neighbours, Edith filled a flask with hot tea and moved the small electric heater nearer her feet.'



‘Snakebite’: published in The Statesman Magazine, 2000. 

'Keshav was only five when his father died of a snakebite. It was the month of October, an auspicious festive month for Bengalis everywhere, but for Keshav and his mother this year their house on the corner of the main village street remained aloof and quiet, draped in sorrow.'






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‘Jamun Reverie’: published in The Little Magazine, Volume iii, issue 1, 2002. 

''Jaamani kale, kale jaam"

The dulcet voice of the kala jamun seller echoed through the afternoon hush. Not a whisper from a bird or a rustle from the coconut trees disturbed the slumber of the summer afternoon. Doors and windows were shuttered, dogs panted in the shade. The kala jamun man took his usual route winding through the sweltering alleys, past the green waters of the village pond hoping that he could tempt someone outside.'








‘The Chair’: published in Wasafiri: A Magazine of International Writing, Autumn 2011 issue.

'Finally, they carried him down in the armchair, the one that sat at the head of the teak dining table. It was an old chair, tired and scratched, and the red and blue silk fabric of the seat looked dull and frayed. In this nondescript third floor flat which looked upon nothing but a dry patch of grass, the chair seemed to have given up trying to find the niche where it rightfully belonged, but then nothing here seemed to fit in anymore.'







‘Mrs. Luthra’s Stove’ published in MsLexia Magazine Issue 54, 2012.

'I first heard about the custom of dowry from my Hindi teacher. Her name was Malika Puri and when she joined my school she couldn't have been older than 22 or 23 and was slim and petite and rather reticent with us, her pupils in year seven.'