The people who created the crisis in the first place will not be the ones that come up with a solution.

Humans are animals of habit.

It's so frightening, the nationalism in the air.

As Indian citizens, we subsist on a regular diet of caste massacres and nuclear tests, mosque breakings and fashion shows, church burnings and expanding cell phone networks, bonded labor and the digital revolution, female infanticide and the NASDAQ crash, husbands who continue to burn their wives for dowry and our delectable stockpile of Miss Worlds. What's hard to reconcile oneself to, both personally and politically, is the schizophrenic nature of it.

I sometimes think I was perhaps the only girl in India whose mother said, "Whatever you do, don't get married". For me, when I see a bride, it gives me a rash. I find them ghoulish, almost.

That's what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.

There are things that you can't do - like writing letters to a part of yourself. To your feet or hair. Or heart.