Life happened. In all its banality, brutality, cruelty, unfairness. But also in its beauty, pleasures and delights. Life happened..

She always imagined that evil played out on a large canvas- wars, concentration camps, gas chambers, the partitioning of nations. Now she realized th….

Liquor is the kiss of the angels as well as the curse of the devil. It can conceal but also can reveal.

Or perhaps is is that time doesn't heal wounds at all, perhaps that is the biggest lie of them all, and instead what happens is that each wound penet….

And a mother without children is not a mother at all, and if I am not a mother, than I am nothing. Nothing. I am like sugar dissolved in a glass of w….

The Forty Rules of Love is a wise, joyous page-turner... and one that speaks urgently to our war-ravaged times..

India, she now knew, would not be content staying in the background, was nobody's wallpaper, insisted in interjecting itself into everyone's life, me….

So all I'm saying is, everything that seems important--our quarrels, or philosophical differences--in the end, it doesn't matter much. You know? In t….

What she had believed was indignation or rage or a deep intolerance for injustice came down to this: she was irreducibly in love with this bewitching….

Tomorrow. The word hangs in the air for a moment, both a promise and a threat. Then it floats away like a paper boat, taken from her by the water lic….

This is love-not what we say to each other but what we not say. Sometime it just one look exchange. Sometime one word. But underlining everything we ….

You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you're in a beautiful place and the sun is going down.

All these tears shed in the world, where do they go? If one could capture all of them, they could water the parched. Then perhaps these tears would h….

And so I have to live. Because we live for more than just ourselves, Most of the time we live for others, keep putting one foot before the other, lef….

I intend to give my eighty-two-year-old dad a copy of God Never Blinks. I will also buy one for a sixteen-year-old friend. This wise, compassionate, ….

Her hands were empty now, as empty as her heart, which itself was a coconut shell with its meat scooped out..