Sarojini admits he has a point; girls have to be toughened so they can survive a world that presses harder on women, and surely Bimal does a good job of that. But deep in a hidden place inside her tha...
She did understand about sacrificing values for the sake of love. It was a lesson all mothers had to memorize.
She had always been this way: interested-quite unnecessarily, some would say-in the secrets of strangers. When flying, she always chose a window seat so that when the plane took off or landed, she cou...
She who sows vengeance must reap its bloody fruit.
Such rulers were adored by the citizens they protected, but often their families had to bear the brunt of sacrifice.
That's how it is sometimes when we plunge into the depths of our lives. No one can accompany us, not even those who would give up their hearts for our happiness.
The choice they made in the moment of my need changed something in our relationship. I no longer depended on them so completely in the future. And when I took care to guard myself from hurt, it was as...
The grandfather dropped his weapons and knelt before him. On his face was a look I could only interpret as hope. And have you come to set me free finally, Govinda? he asked.
The story hangs in the night air between them. It is very latem, and if father or daugther stepped to the window, tehyw ould see the Suktara, star of the impending dawn, hanging low in the sky. But th...
To return to the peaceful forest, its healing green canopies. To return to the ashram community, where everyone trusts and accepts me,
Todas las historias tienen muchas versiones distintas. La versión elegida nos revela más acerca del narrador que acerca de la historia.
Try to remember that you are the instrument and I the doer. If you can hold on to this, no sin can touch you. Instrument,
Watching them, I feel at once happy and lonely. It’s not the loneliness of being without a mate, but something more primal. As though I were the only being left on this side of the glass, while the re...
We had known it would be hard to leave this island of women where on our skin the warm rain fell like pomegranate seeds, where we woke to birdcall and slept to the First Mother’s singing, where we swa...
Weeping is not bad. It clears out the heart, making space in it for growth.
What is more numerous than the grass? The thoughts that rise in the mind of man. Who is truly wealthy? That man to whom the agreeable and disagreeable, wealth and woe, past and future, are the same. W...
When you begin to weave your own desires into your vision, the true seeing is taken from you.
Wisdom that isn't distilled in our own crucible can't help us.
The bird began to carry them to a new life in a new land. We'll be happy ever after, the queen wanted to whisper to her daughter as they flew, but she knew that was not true. Life never is that way. A...
A volte mi chiedo se la realtà esiste davvero, se c'è varamente una natura delle cose, obiettiva e intatta. O se tutto ciò che ci accade è già modificato in anticipo dalla nostra immaginazione. Se sog...
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