I walk out of the room, lurching under the weight of the lesson I've learned less than one hour into wifehood: How quickly the sweetest love turns rancid when it isn't returned. When the one you love loves someone else.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniCan't you ever be serious?' I said, mortified. 'It's difficult,' he said. 'There's so little in life that's worth it.
Chitra Banerjee DivakaruniAbove us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni