“ Perhaps the only way to love is to bury yourself so deeply in it that you avoid its very suffering. Meghna Pant
“ She stood above the sink and broke the Swarovski glass frame – a wedding gift – with her hands. Her thumb got cut. As blood drops fell into the sink, like mercury balls she thought, she lit the photo… Meghna Pant
“ Of all the roles she’d played – daughter, student, employee, sister and wife – wife was the smallest and in proportion the most difficult, as though it had run out of steam with its own scale. The wor… Meghna Pant
“ In India there’s no modernism without barbarism. Strip away the young man’s face and you’ll find an old man’s mind. Meghna Pant
“ I have learnt that a good marriage is healing for the soul, something to relish. But a bad marriage is long-suffering, a thing to be endured. The only good thing about marriage is that it’s perishable… Meghna Pant
“ Death has become so predictable that I have neither the youthful reverence of it nor the middle-age fear. Meghna Pant
