The Chronicle of Sapta Sindhu Quotes
The Chronicle of Sapta Sindhu
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“Religion is like this; a prayer, a song, a flower, a white sugar ball, a chime of the brass bell, the rendering of mantra, closing one's eyes; Meditation.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“It is hard to let go; harder to hold on to.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Unfaithfully our, Time”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Tough to part; lock, stock and barrel. Something remains, like recognizable tastes and smells, which kindle the faculty of memory, yea-pricks the soul.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“I know it is the itch between the legs which causes everything-Wars, Religions, Marriages, Elections, Families, Globalization, Trade, Literature, Science, and for me Philosophy.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“It had remained a mystery to me, a catholic magic, i suppose. Faith is the best Googly one can bowl: God, the proverbial third umpire.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“What can a fallen star wish for, but it fulfills other's wishes, is it not?”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“That night I woke up to a strange fact; keep milk not to drink but to feed the cat.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Life cannot be lived without irritations and angers; fights and placation-A cycle of Karma, wheels of succor.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Dream are, afterall universal, no ownership, no monopoly: i dream, i achieve, all are blessed.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Jai Shiv shambu, shiv shankar, Jai Bhole..”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Who listens to you when you are at your lowest lows? No one. But it is the best time when you should listen to your calling.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“I was grown up long before the grown ups were the grown ups.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“I was sent to a school with bosses for teachers- no Twain, only cane; check your dick you harry, no Dickens either, No Tom Sawyers no David Copperfields only Webster, master it for grammar, the Wren with a dash of Martini-Drink deep.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“All beautiful women lead a gearless life and die horribly. Like the queen- Marilyn Monroe.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“It is better to die than carry the burden of expectations, you die every moment then, bearing situations you are not supposed to put up with.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“All mothers are rivers and all rivers, mothers.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“An orchestra of temple bells and chanting erupted suddenly like a pleasing drizzle.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“It is easy to begin anew, rather than try to redo the existing.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“People who are left alone tell the story but are never a part of it; those who are a part of the crowd, are story bound, acting upon the role assigned to them in the theater of living, loving and longing.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Her eyes were deep blue. Long eye lashes guarded them as if they were
guarding a treasure of immense value. One could feel the freshness of
her milky skin. Her faint odor hung around her and her silken hairs
danced in the wind. She moved in slow, measured steps, her shapely
figure floating in the air. A long, white, silver brocaded gown followed
her as a lone sentry. Now and then she would brush her black hairs
back with a careless flourish and silently admonish the wind with a
nonchalance of a child.”
― The Chronicle of Sapta Sindhu
guarding a treasure of immense value. One could feel the freshness of
her milky skin. Her faint odor hung around her and her silken hairs
danced in the wind. She moved in slow, measured steps, her shapely
figure floating in the air. A long, white, silver brocaded gown followed
her as a lone sentry. Now and then she would brush her black hairs
back with a careless flourish and silently admonish the wind with a
nonchalance of a child.”
― The Chronicle of Sapta Sindhu
“In her spare time she scribbled her thoughts, wishes and dreams, life and times. It kept her sane despite her loneliness.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“She liked the idea of a place belonging to the cows, no ownership of human ego.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Karma has to be done, there is o way of escaping the world once one is in it.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Why one enjoys maternal grandparents more than the paternal ones, i have never understood, but it was like that for me.”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“This burden of Brahmins, no one understands. The sacrifice they make for knowledge, when the whole world sleeps they wake setting standards for the mediocre. But it is their arrogance that is taken note of. They have earned it, haven't they?”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“To each his own. A billion Buddhas. A billion streams of wisdom. All smiling in their anguish.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“One needs longing to live and enemies make one long for them.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“Why love has to intense? Women's love isn't. It is a male contribution to a relationship. What does a woman contribute? Children continuity- intentional immortality.”
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― Life... Love... Kumbh...
“When the wound is fresh it hurts, more so when you are reminded to the hurt time and again”
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
― Life... Love... Kumbh...
