“ There will be times in which things appear hopeless. You will begin to doubt everything around you. You will even begin to doubt yourself. You will think things will never look up and you may be in th… Ashim Shanker
“ He remembered a version of himself untrammeled by expectation, unimpeded by Ego. He had suffered in the many years since then, seeking to return to that original self, if, in fact, it ever existed. An… Ashim Shanker
“ His hatred for all was so intense that it should extinguish the very love from which it was conceived. And thus, he ceased to feel. There was nothing further in which to believe that made the prospect… Ashim Shanker
“ Doubt has become the veritable wellspring of my creative process and my philosophic explorations. It has equipped me with the temerity and wherewithal to question certain truths deemed ‘fundamental’ b… Ashim Shanker
“ Each form is inadequate, like a graft to be rejected by its intractable and unrelenting host and thus can only serve a brief and momentary purpose coherent to a context rooted in contiguous reason. Th… Ashim Shanker
“ Of what use was memory anyway than as a template for one's most reassuring self-deceptions! Ashim Shanker
“ Bunnu was no amateur when it came to escape. And even in his drowsiest moments, he understood implicitly that to forget his circumstances, even for a short while, meant first to forget himself. Who he… Ashim Shanker
“ Here in Alpha City, we have a common saying: “What we call ‘sky’ is merely a figment of our narrative.” The most dreamy-eyed among us seem to adorn themselves and their aspirations in that proverb and… Ashim Shanker
“ At one moment, his eyes sparkled in the light and in the next they were enshrouded in shadow. What connected those bands of light and dark? Could they indeed have been distinct entities? Ashim Shanker
“ Writing creatively is a process of self-consumption that requires one to dive deeply inside of oneself with no guarantee of reemergence. Ashim Shanker
“ A bracing wind swirls about the boy and alights gently upon his shoulder to gape frightfully at droplets of fate joined infirmly to a sweep of atmospheric and lunar forces far beyond their capabilitie… Ashim Shanker
“ Perhaps, there is no such person who can be called truly free, but only those who can be deemed so by comparison. Ashim Shanker
