Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.

Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.

If time were a bolt of cloth,” said Om, “I would cut out all the bad parts. Snip out the scary nights and stitch together the good parts, to make time bearable. Then I could wear it like a coat, always live happily.

...you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success. You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a question of balance.

After all, our lives are but a sequence of accidents - a clanking chain of chance events. A string of choices, casual or deliberate, which add up to that one big calamity we call life.

...the face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no more room for crying.

World can be a bewildering place,and dreams and ambitions are often paths to the most pernicious of traps