Nothing Can Convince Me That

Even Under The British There Were Hostile Groups. There Were Clashes. But, As We Found Out Later, These Were Clashes Provoked By Those Who Had No Wish To Let Us Live Together - On The Eve Of The Partition. The Policy Of Keeping Us Divided Was Always Followed By Foreigners, Even After The Partition. If Indians And Pakistanis Had Been Together...i Don't Say As Confederated Countries But As Neighboring And Friendly Countries...like Italy And France, For Example ...believe Me, Both Of Us Would Have Progressed Much Further.

There Is Not Love Where There Is No Will.

Difficulties Can't Be Eliminated From Life. Individuals Will Always Have Them, Countries Will Always Have Them...the Only Thing Is To Accept Them, If Possible Overcome Them, Otherwise To Come To Terms With Them. It's All Right To Fight, Yes, But Only When It's Possible.

I Grew Up Like A Boy, Also Because Most Of The Children Who Came To Our House Were Boys.

One Day In 1965 Rajiv Wrote Me From London, Where He Was Studying, And Informed Me, 'you're Always Asking Me About Girls, Whether I Have A Special Girl, And So Forth. Well, I've Met A Special Girl.' And When Rajiv Returned To India, I Asked Him, 'do You Still Think About Her In The Same Way?' And He Said Yes. But She Couldn't Get Married Until She Was Twenty-one, And Until She Was Sure She'd Like To Live In India. Sonia Is Almost Completely An Indian By Now, Even Though She Doesn't Always Wear Saris.