Everyone breathes in air, but it's a wise person who knows when to use that air to speak and when to exhale in silence.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniI saw something I hadn't realized before: words wasted energy. I would use my strength instead to nurture my belief that my life would unfurl uniquely.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniI tried to hold on to this compassion, sensing its preciousness, but even as I reached to grasp it, it dissipated into wisps. No revelation can endure unless it is bolstered by a calm pure mind- and I'm afraid I didn't possess that.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniChili, spice of red Thursday, which is the day of reckoning. Day which invites us to pick up the sack of our existence and shake it inside out. Day of suicide, day of murder.
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni