You can spread your soul over a paddy field, you can whisper to a mango tree, you can feel the earth between your toes and know that this is the place, the place where it begins and ends. But what can...
Sometime when people see a beautiful thing they want to destroy it. The thing make them feel ugly so they act ugly.
Life made its pattern around and beneath and through her.
If you are strong you withstand the storm. Can you see? The storm comes and everything is blurred. But all that is built on a solid foundation has only to stand fast and wait for the storm to pass.
And so they entwined their lives to drink from the pools of each other’s sadness. From these special watering holes, each man drew strength.
What I did not know - I was a young man - is that there are two kinds of love. The kind that starts off big and slowly wears away, that seems you can never use it up and then one day is finished. And...
Sometimes I look back and I am shocked. Everyday of my life I have prepared for success, worked for it, waited for it, and you don't notice how the days pass until nearly a lifetime is finished. Then...
She put her free hand briefly across his round cheek. To touch like this was permitted here, among these stateless people, where the rules were unknown and in any case suspended.
I don't look down on them, but what can you do? If a man has only ever driven a rickshaw and never in his life held a book in his hand, then what can you expect from him?
A man cannot live without water. He cannot live without it, but he can bear the thought of no water. A man can live without sex. He can live without it, but he cannot bear the thought of no sex.
The boys wore jeans, or tracksuits with big ticks on them as if their clothing had been marked by a teacher who valued, above all else, conformity.
Kadang keadaan ternyata tidak seburuk yang disangka. Kadang-kadang hal buruk yang disangka akan datang malah tidak datang sama sekali. Kalian hanya harus menunggu dan melihat keadaan.
It's a success story, said Chanu, exercising his shoulders. But behind every story of immigration success there lies a deeper tragedy.Kindly explain this tragedy.I'm talking about the clash between We...
He still smelled of limes. It made saliva come into her mouth. It made her feel that before she had been sleepy, and now she was awake.
The thought of writing was always pleasant, but the process was painful. However much she thought of to tell, however the words flowed in her head as she performed her chores, despite the emotion that...
Sinking, sinking, drinking water. When everyone in the village was fasting a long month,when not a grain, not a drop of water passed between the parched lips of any able-bodied man, woman or child ove...
He would not come again. This was good. No. This was bad. At least it was an end.
We open a book, we turn a newspaper page, we allow the television and the radio to come into our homes. All the things we are told every day - are the true?
Suddenly, she was gripped by the idea that if she changed her clothes her entire life would change as well.
In the only way that pain can be truly remembered, through a new pain.