The Carnage Upon The Chessboard

Money Can Buy The Necessary Police Order. Justice Is Sold To The Highest Bidder

He Who Spits Paan At The Ceiling Only Blinds Himself.

Time Had Changed The Magical To Mundane

Children Don't Make Judgments About Which Details Are Important... A Child Captures Them All.

If Time Were A Bolt Of Cloth,” Said Om, “i Would Cut Out All The Bad Parts. Snip Out The Scary Nights And Stitch Together The Good Parts, To Make Time Bearable. Then I Could Wear It Like A Coat, Always Live Happily.