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‘Death was a door. I think that is what she wished me to understand. She did not fear it.’

‘Who cares about us? We don’t even exist, and if I don’t then what do my rights matter, and if they don’t, then why a passport, when I’m already on both sides of the border?’

‘There was quiet and peace in finding one’s voice. She longs for quiet: empty, dark. You reach music in silence, sound in emptiness, vision in darkness. You touch the earth in solitude. You hear the grass grow. Watch the flowers blossom.’

‘Such is youth. Impulses leap. One moment we are ready to give our own lives, the next we are bent on taking the lives of others.’

‘The world is in the Mahabharata, the world is in the family, and thus the Mahabharata is in the family. The daily flare-ups—each one a Mahabharata.’

‘Well, words are words, right or wrong, they just keep flowing, and who really knows how to keep their mouths shut, but the concern was Ma, who had just lain there for so long, back turned; then she’d become the Wishing Tree, then, poof, she’d disappeared into thin air.’

‘She who did not rise, how could she have risen that she thus arose?’

‘The ability to show compassion is the primary goal of all family members; it is the means to fraternity love peace happiness.’

‘Through memory through conversation, reheat the life she has lived, and serve it to her anew. So she will breath again. So her soul will snap out of it. She will be reminded of what she used to do. But now, as they remind her of that life, it feels like she’s not living it herself, the living is being done to her.’

‘She had known how it would go. She had known they would fail. After years of pretending to belong to them, she had left at last.’

‘It’s not how long you live somewhere that makes it a home. Home is a feeling here,’ she tapped his chest,‘ that you belong somewhere and somewhere belongs to you.’

‘“I think you thought you would know what you wanted when he gave it to you.I think you saw him as a solution. I think that’s why you came here, so he could tell you what your life should be. And now he has, and you don’t like it, and you don’t know what do do with that, “ Adam said.’

‘Everyone talked about love all the time, but what was love, really, other than being known? Being seen and understood?’

‘People ruined things with talking, she felt. Why did everyone need to discuss everything all the time anyway?’

‘Rachel looked at India with pity, sure the people around her were looking at her with envy. How condescending of her, how simplistic, to think she, her life, was the object of envy, the center of other people’s thoughts.’

‘People were supposed to things for themselves, not depend on other people to do them for them. Yo do for one’s self, to be independent, was virtuous, ideal. But here it wasn’t. Here she was the wrong one, and she loathed it, to the depths of her being. She hated the way it worked, and she hated the way it made her wrong. ‘