I've never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously, without any sort of goodbye, without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart.

I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.

The presence of God is the finest of rewards.

I have read that there are two fears that cannot be trained out of us: the startle reaction upon hearing an unexpected noise, and vertigo. I would like to add a third, to wit, the rapid and direct approch of a known killer

Religion?" Mr Kumar grinned broadly. "I don't believe in religion. Religion is darkness.

My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.

The blackness would stir and eventually go away, and God would remain, a shining point of light in my heart. I would go on loving.