When the world is itself draped in the mantle of night, the mirror of the mind is like the sky in which thoughts twinkle like stars.

The last to learn of gossip are the parties concerned

I turned to the Partition experiences, which were churning in my mind. Then came my first novel Train to Pakistan.

I haven't any close friends. Friendship needs time to interact, sit down, gossip. I don't have that time.

I don't want to be cremated, I want to be buried. I don't believe in wasting wood and I feel that one should give back to the earth.

I acquired long-lived parents. My mother died at 94. Father died at 90, holding a glass of whisky. I think that's the secret of longevity - to have long-lived parents. The rest is discipline.

I am alone, but never lonely. You have always books around you.