The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.

Money can buy the necessary police order. Justice is sold to the highest bidder

The Law is a grim, unsmiling thing. Not Justice, though. Justice is witty and whimsical and kind and caring.

There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.

What an unreliable thing is time--when I want it to fly, the hours stick to me like glue. And what a changeable thing, too. Time is the twine to tie our lives into parcels of years and months. Or a rubber band stretched to suit our fancy. Time can be the pretty ribbon in a little girl's hair. Or the lines in your face, stealing your youthful colour and your hair. .... But in the end, time is a noose around the neck, strangling slowly.

Traffic in the streets of Bombay is chaotic at best. Riding a bicycle is a dangerous occupation. However, there are hundreds of them on the streets competing with the cars and buses and lorries because it is the poor man's mode of transport.

The carnage upon the chessboard of life, left wounded humans in its wake