At thirty either you are perfect or nothing.
Aporva Kala, Life... Love... Kumbh....
“Why one enjoys maternal grandparents more than the paternal ones, i have never understood, but it was like that for me.”
“One needs longing to live and enemies make one long for them.”
“His failure became my destiny”
“He is too presumptuous about the inanities of appearances, poor realities gone for a toss.”
“History tells creativity is a result of Soul song.”
“Annant is Pickwick paperless, the hunter of wisdom and due to Lovelace heart, a budding poet-ass.”
“I finally know the difference between pleasing and loving, obeying and respecting. It has taken me so many years to be okay with being different, and with being this alive, this intense. (xxvi)”
“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
“Birthdays could be such a bummer when you were older than the country you lived in.”