Everytime i have turned the page he re-enters my life as awkward as postscript

Fenugreek, Tuesday's spice, when the air is green like mosses after rain.

Your childhood hunger is the one that never leaves you.

Because ultimately only the witness -- and not the actors -- knows the truth (Vyasa to Draupadi)

That's how it is sometimes when we plunge into the depths of our lives. No one can accompany us, not even those who would give up their hearts for our happiness.

Love comes like lightning, and disappears the same way. If you are lucky, it strikes you right. If not, you'll spend your life yearning for a man you can't have.

...don't create snakes out of ropes. You have enough to worry about.