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Love comes like lightning, and disappears the same way. If you are lucky, it strikes you right. If not, you'll spend your life yearning for a man you can't have.
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Each day has a color, a smell.
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odor
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smell
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I am buoyant and expansive and uncontainable--but I always was so, only I never knew it!
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inspirational
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Can't you ever be serious?' I said, mortified. 'It's difficult,' he said. 'There's so little in life that's worth it.
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life
panchaali
palace-of-illusions
krishna
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Your childhood hunger is the one that never leaves you.
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There was an unexpected freedom in finding out that one wasn't as important as one had always assumed!
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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.
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Expectations are like hidden rocks in your path--all they do is trip you up.
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Because ultimately only the witness -- and not the actors -- knows the truth (Vyasa to Draupadi)
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The heart itself is beyond control. That is its power, and its weakness.
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Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck.
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turmeric
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luck
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For men, the softer emotions are always intertwined with power and pride. That was why Karna waited for me to plead with him though he could have stopped my suffering with a single world. That was why he turned on me when I refused to ask for his pity. That was why he incited Dussasan to an action that was against the code of honor by which he lived his life. He knew he would regret it--in his fierce smile there had already been a glint of ..
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men
women
pride
power
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She who sows vengeance must reap its bloody fruit.
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Aren't we all pawns in the hands of time, the greatest player of them all?
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How can I forgive if you are not ready to give up that which caused you to stumble?
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repentance
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Everytime i have turned the page he re-enters my life as awkward as postscript
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Fenugreek, Tuesday's spice, when the air is green like mosses after rain.
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rain
tuesday
spice
green
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this time I didn't launch into my usual tirade. Was it a memory of Krishna, the cool silence with which he countered disagreement, that stopped me? I saw something I hadn't realized before: words wasted energy.
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A situation in itself," he said, "is neither happy nor unhappy. It's only your response to it that causes your sorrow."
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Above us our palace waits, the only one I've ever needed. Its walls are space, its floor is sky, its center everywhere. We rise; the shapes cluster around us in welcome, dissolving and forming again like fireflies in a summer evening.
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Wisdom that isn't distilled in our own crucible can't help us.
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Once I heard my mother say that each of us lives in a separate universe, one we have dreamed into being. We love pople when their dream coincides with ours, the way two cutout designs laid one on top of the other might match. But dream worlds are not static like cutouts; sooner or later they change shape, leading to misunderstanding, loneliness and loss of love.
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Monday is the day of silence, day of the whole white mung bean, which is sacred to the moon.
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moon
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Words are tricky. Sometimes you need them to bring out the hurt festering inside. If you don't, it turns gangrenous and kills you. . . . But sometimes words can break a feeling into pieces.
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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I guess there's a lot we hope for that never happens.
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Fennel, which is the spice for Wednesdays, the day of averages, of middle-aged people. . . . Fennel . . . smelling of changes to come.
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fennel
wednesday
spice
transition
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I saw something I hadn't realized before: words wasted energy. I would use my strength instead to nurture my belief that my life would unfurl uniquely.
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Or perhaps it is just that desire lies at the heart of human existence. When we turn away from one desire, we must find another to cleave to with all our strength --or else we die.
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In life, it's best not to take anything for free - unless it's from someone who wishes you well.
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A problem becomes a problem only if you believe it to be so. And often others see you as you see yourself." I"
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Chili, spice of red Thursday, which is the day of reckoning. Day which invites us to pick up the sack of our existence and shake it inside out. Day of suicide, day of murder.
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spice
thursday
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After the fire, when I'd tried to express my gratitude for their kindness to our customers, they'd been awkward, uncomfortable. My father had had to explain to me that giving thanks is not a common practice in India. 'Then how do you know if people appreciated what you did?' I'd asked. 'Do you really need to know?' my father had asked back.
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selflessness
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Tomorrow is another day. I've got plenty of things to worry about right now.
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Everyone breathes in air, but it's a wise person who knows when to use that air to speak and when to exhale in silence.
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The dream is not a drug but a way. Listen to where it can take you.
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don't create snakes out of ropes. You have enough to worry about.
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I tried to hold on to this compassion, sensing its preciousness, but even as I reached to grasp it, it dissipated into wisps. No revelation can endure unless it is bolstered by a calm pure mind- and I'm afraid I didn't possess that.
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May your heart be mine, may my heart be yours. May your sorrows be mine, may my joys be yours.
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marriage
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A dream is a telegram from the hidden world...Only a fool or an illiterate person ignores it.
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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Or is this how humans survive, shrugging off history, immersing themselves in the moment?
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the darkness is a cresting wave. It sweeps me up out of my body until I float among the stars, those tine bright pores on the sky's skin. If only I could pass through them, I would end up on the other side, the right side, shadowless, perfectly illuminated, beyond the worries of this mundane world
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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time is the great eraser, both of sorrow and of joy.
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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Sometimes -- she knows this from her own life -- to get to the other side, you must travel through grief. No detours are possible.
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Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni |
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I have to believe in possibility. How else can we bear the enormous weight of life?
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