It was hard to tell with her. Like a chameleon, Devika effortlessly feigned the role she sensed the other person expected to see, subject to what she wanted in return—mere admiration, for which she had a vast appetite for, or to get something she desired at that particular moment.

You know how your intuition warns you about someone, but you bury it because it shows the darkness underneath which you wish to ignore; the bright and shiny on the outside is so inviting, you don’t want to look anywhere else?

When she met Rudra, it was as if she had just awakened to the world and discovered its wonder. She knew a lot about dreams and a little about wickedness.

You must not always believe me when I say I will love youuntill eternitybecause love just like weather does not last foreverand you must not ask too many questionsbecause if there is no answerI will be tempted to lie.

If You Forget Meif you forsake meI shall forget you toodon’t take me for the lone redbud that lay barebehind your windowin the gardenwith branches naked,robbed of lifein the dead of winterwaiting once againto embrace springwhich has forsaken it before.

The Hardest PartNot the loving, but the part just after—the rememberingwhen you gathered the broken pieces of what once had been whole and the part after that—the forgettingwhen you drowned those piecesone by one into abyss.

Time heals everything, that’s what everyone says. Wounds heal and leave only scars behind. But some wounds run too deep to heal, and pierce the deepest layers of one’s soul. They stay there unhealed and ready to ooze blood at the first sign of grief.

When in love try keeping your heart sane.Once it loses sanity the mind usually follows the course.

Being rich and powerful does that to you. You don’t get a chance to offer any clarification because people dare not ask you a thing. They would prefer to hear someone else’s half truth, then make up the other half, and then whisper a twisted version in someone else’s ear. The whole matter gets distorted in no time, so much so, that it no longer resembles the actual facts.

Ignorance, Sharma reflected, had nothing to do with education. He often had observed conscientious stupidity in the well-educated section of society who, owing to their fear of the unknown, adhered to centuries-old, absurd beliefs.