The meaning of Maya is magic, affection, attachment, deception. That meaning, which results from mixing all of these, is called life. In other words, life is maya.

A woman is not a touch but a response to it.

From a bud of the evening a flower opens its petal in the dawn. The world sees the bud of the last night smiling with nectar on its lips. No one observed the diligence that was needed for the opening of each petal.

Who says that tradition cannot be changed? The traditions which go against the human values has to be changed, otherwise it is like a poisonous snake that is hanging on our neck to kill us.

A woman is not a touch but a response to it