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Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.

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I have nothing against romance. I believe that we must hold on to the right to dream and to be romantic. But an Indian village is not something that I...more

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And a strange, deadly war is raging around the world. Yet, each person who has lost a loved one surely knows secretly, deeply, that no war, no act of ...more

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At times there's something so precise and mathematically chilling about nationalism.Build a dam to take away water AWAY from 40 million people. Build ...more

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To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around y...more

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From now on it is not dying we must fear, but living.

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The steel door of the incinerator went up and the muted hum of the eternal fire became a red roaring. The heat lunged out at them like a famished beas...more

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It is after all so easy to shatter a story. To break a chain of thought. To ruin a fragment of a dream being carried around carefully like a piece of ...more

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There are things that can be forgotten. And things that cannot - that sit on dusty shelves like stuffed birds with baleful, sideways staring eyes.

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Even in the most uneventful of our lives, we are called upon to choose our battles...

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Ammu's tears made everything that had so far seemed unreal, real.

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They sensed somehow that she lived in the prenumbral shadows between two worlds, just beyond the grasp of their power. That a woman that they had alre...more

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She discovered that underneath the aspect of the Rumpled Porcupine, a tortured Marxist was at war with an impossible, incurable Romantic - who forgot ...more

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It wasn't what lay at the end of her road that frightened Ammu as much as the nature of the road itself. No milestones marked its progress. No trees g...more

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Life went on. Death went on. The war went on.