Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss?

When you write on your own, you can write the extremes. No one else is watching and you can really go as far as you need to.

If you write a lovely story about India, you're criticized for selling an exotic version of India. And if you write critically about India, you're seen as portraying it in a negative light - it also seems to be a popular way to present India, sort of mangoes and beggars.

This way of leaving your family for work had condemned them over several generations to have their hearts always in other places, their minds thinking about people elsewhere; they could never be in a single existence at one time. How wonderful it was going to be to have things otherwise.

Why couldn't she be part of that family? rent a room in someone else's life.

Slowly, painstakingly, like ants, men would make their paths and civilization and their wars once again, only to have it wash away again.

I do think that the modern India does belong to writers who are living in India.