It was all I had, all I've ever had, the only currency, the only proof that I was alive. Memory.

A rich man's faults are covered with money, but a surgeon's faults are covered with earth.

Don't Let Him Know is a rich, evocative and brilliantly told tale of family, of loyalties, and of love that must stay secret. Sandip Roy has broken new ground in this tale of the modern Indian family. A lovely read

The crookedness of the serpent is still straight enough to slide through the snake hole.

In an emergency, what treatment is given by ear? Words of Comfort.

Geography is destiny.

There are moments as a teacher when I'm conscious that I'm trotting out the same exact phrase my professor used with me years ago. It's an eerie feeling, as if my old mentor is not just in the room, but in my shoes, using me as his mouthpiece.