From Twinkle, with Love Quotes

“Geeks are smart and talented and passionate. I don’t think that’s a bad thing.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love

“Sahil: Sometimes I worry I don’t know who I really am. Sometimes I’m afraid nothing I do will ever be enough to set me apart.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love

“Twinkle: “When I’m with you, I feel I can breathe.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love

“I watched Papa’s hands as he talked about his work, and I realized something: He cared about his at-risk youth just as much as Sahil’s mom and dad cared about the state of higher education in our country. The difference was, because of their education and fancy degrees, they could afford to pay money to contribute to their cause. Papa’s work had to be in person; his donation was his time, his family, and himself.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love

“We humans think we exist like this." Dadi gestured to the powders in their individual bowls. "Apart. Single. Beautiful and vivid, but alone." …
She upended the two bowls into the center of the larger container, and the powders came together. They were mixed somewhat, but still in their separate piles for the most part - "Then" Dadi continued, "with each interaction with another soul, we begin to change."
She put a finger into the pile of powders and began to stir gently. The powders mixed more the longer she stirred, red mingling with orange, losing its distinct form.
"We take pieces of them, and they take pieces of us. It's not bad. It's not good. It just is."
By now the powders were completely mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.
"Our best friends, the ones we love the most, are the ones who can hurt us the most. Because look." She pointed down to the powders.
"We have had so many interactions, that we cannot separate their pieces from ours. And if we try, we would only be getting rid of some of the best parts of ourselves.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love

“We humans think we exist like this." Dadi gestured to the powders in their individual bowls. "Apart. Single. Beautiful and vivid, but alone." … She upended the two bowls into the center of the larger container, and the powders came together. They were mixed somewhat, but still in their separate piles for the most part - "Then" Dad continued, " with each interaction with another soul, we begin to change." She put a finger into the pile of powders and began to stir gently. The powders mixed more the longer she stirred, red mingling with orange, losing its distinct form. "We take pieces of them, and they take pieces of us. It's not bad. It's not good. It just is." By now the powders were completely mixed together, indistinguishable from each other. "Our best friends, the ones we love the most, are the ones who can hurt us the most. Because look." She pointed down to the powders. "We have had so many interactions, that we cannot separate their pieces from ours. And if we try, we would only be getting rid of ourselves.”
― Sandhya Menon, From Twinkle, with Love