Black money is so much a part of our white economy, a tumour in the centre of the brain - try to remove it and you kill the patient..

In the end, it’s all a question of balance..

So we tell the same story, over and over. Just the details are different.

But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained s….

Distance was a dangerous thing, she knew. Distance changed people..

The whole quilt is much more important than any single square..

What an unreliable thing is time--when I want it to fly, the hours stick to me like glue. And what a changeable thing, too. Time is the twine to tie ….

What folly made young people, even those in middle age, think they were immortal? How much better, their lives, if they could remember the end. Carry….

I met my wife when we were both 19 or 20, at a music school where she was taking voice and piano lessons and I was doing classes in music theory and ….

He who spits paan at the ceiling only blinds himself..

Let me tell you a secret: there is no such thing as an uninteresting life One day you must tell me your full and complete story, unabridged and unexp….

...you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a q….

Everyone underestimates their own life. Funny thing is, in the end, all our stories...they're the same. In fact, no matter where you go in the world,….

World can be a bewildering place,and dreams and ambitions are often paths to the most pernicious of traps.

You see, you cannot draw lines and compartments, and refuse to budge beyond them, sometimes you have to use your failures as stepping stones to succe….

Loss is essential, loss is part and parcel of that necessary calamity called life. Mind you, I'm not complaining. Thanks to some inexplicable univers….

If there was an abundance of misery in the world, there was also sufficient joy, yes - as long as one knew where to look for it..

You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair..

Birth and death - what could be more monstrous than that? We like to deceive ourselves and call it wondrous and beautiful and majestic, but it's frea….

Traffic in the streets of Bombay is chaotic at best. Riding a bicycle is a dangerous occupation. However, there are hundreds of them on the streets c….

...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying..