Mumbai is different! It’s busy, it’s dusty, it’s posh, it’s different from everything I’ve ever known. You can barely see the sky, hidden behind the tall buildings, the moon seems so detached, the trees look indifferent and distant.

But I no longer hear the gushing sound of the wind or the rubbing noise of the leaves. It is really, really silent here. Hark! I hear the chiming of a far-away bell. Did you hear it as well? It tells me that we have been boundless so far, so long… but now, what next?

Writing is soothing, the most comforting pat on the shoulder in times of distress

The sun glowed over them, throwing a miniature shadow on the road. Warm air was accompanying the heating of the day and thefluttering of leaves made multiple shadows dancing on the footpath. They could imagine fairies in the sky, dancing with the air, throwing their shadows near their plastic home.

A strong wind was blowing and it felt really very cold and seemed so unfamiliar and bizarre. But the trees remembered me. They bowed gently in the breeze…and called me nearer, welcoming me.

History shows: Whenever people try to pull you down, you will reach peaks of success. You just need the ability to ignore.

I know what success means to me – it is when you look back at your life and the memories make you smile. That’s what success is to me

Everything worth having comes with a trial worth withstanding

We enter the world with fists closed and when we leave, our hands are open. He said I should make full use of the time given to me for my life

It will be a beautiful day tomorrow, with the burgeoning greenery of the trees coming alive through the east window of your room – the greenery that will rim the endless sky and our endless love.